Friday, November 20th, it all began so beautifully.

After a drizzle in the morning, the sun came out right into the room.

We were going into Dallas.

Inside a dimly lit exhibit space at the LBJ Library in Austin, Texas,

a motion sensor triggers a recording.

A soft, deliberate voice fills the room.

In the lead car, there is this canopy.

And then as they could serve this car full of air.

And then our car was blended with me.

It's the voice of Lady Bird Johnson, the wife of Lyndon Johnson.

Mrs. Kennedy's dress was stained with blood that immaculate woman.

I was so struck by that voice and the details she managed to capture.

Exquisitely dressed and caked in blood.

I asked her if I couldn't get somebody to come in to help her change.

She said, oh no, that's all right, perhaps later.

And then with an element of fierceness, she said,

I want them to see what they have done to Jack.

I'm Julia Swag.

I've lived in Washington, DC for a while, working in policy and writing about history.

DC is kind of a company town and that company is focused mostly on power and influence.

You can't live and work here. Well, I can't.

And not think about how women fit into it all.

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