For a very long time, the White House has had a nickname, the People's House.

And it makes sense. After all, presidents come and go like Summer Olympics or Cicadas.

They're just a temporary tenant. Instead, the White House belongs to We the People.

But of course, we the people can't control everything that happens in Washington, D.C.

And a good example took place in 1814. That's when the British marched on America's capital city,

burning everything in sight, including the White House. Fun facts, at the time, it actually wasn't

called the White House. Instead, it was known as the Presidential Mansion. Even so, it was the seat of

the executive branch's power. So the British set it on fire, and in doing so, they tried to destroy the nation.

Thankfully, they didn't succeed.

After a fair bit of incompetence, which included accidentally blowing up 30 of their own troops,

the British packed up and left D.C. the next morning.

Then, amazingly, a storm rolled in and doused all the fires they had left behind. By the time the rain stopped,

the presidential mansion was a husk of what it once had been. But ever the optimist,

the government looked at the charred remains and decided that it was worth rebuilding. After

all, it was someone's

home. We all know the old adage. Home is where the heart is. But sometimes that home does

need a little bit of help, because building something worth having has always been a team effort,

even when that team includes a few spirits. I'm Aaron Mankey, and this is

lore legends. I think it should be said that historians are not magicians.

They can't look into a crystal ball and see what everyone was up to throughout every single year of recorded history.

So instead, they go off of physical evidence.

Written records, crumbling architecture, artwork, clothing,

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