A Jarring Recollection

From THE DAILY BEAST:

Undoubtedly the most startling moment in Matt Lauer’s conversation with George W. Bush came in the first five minutes of the interview, when Bush recounted his mother’s miscarriage—and how she had showed him the fetus in a jar.

“She says to her teenage kid, ‘Here’s a fetus,’” Bush recounted to Lauer, referring to himself in the third person. “There’s no question that it affected me,” Bush added.


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The episode helped him bond with his mother, Bush insisted on NBC’s Today show Monday. In his memoir, Decision Points, which Lauer read from, Bush wrote: “I never expected to see the remains of the fetus, which she had saved in a jar to bring to the hospital.”

Bush’s recounting of the incident was brief, and Lauer did not press for logistics, leaving some questions unanswered, including who put the fetus in a jar? Where is it now? And why did Barbara decide to preserve her unborn child in a jar—and then show her son?

Bush reportedly got permission from his mother before writing about the horrifying event in his autobiography, which comes out today. “The purpose of this story was really to show how my mom and I developed a relationship,” he told Lauer.

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55 responses to “A Jarring Recollection

  1. forgive me for recycling an old poster, but i thought it fit the story.

  2. Where’d you find that expression on Barbara’s face! I’m too jealous! You were very kind to give her a feminine shape, too. Usually she kind of looks like a head on a refrigerator.

    Love the poster. We’re in sync again! :-D

  3. jean-philippe

    Why, why, why did he think it was a good idea to share that messed up story with us?

    I can’t believe the United States has been ruled 12 years by these hillbillies.

  4. Nonnie,

    I’m convinced it was a blender jar and Chimpy’s Unka Dick was coming over for a smoothy.

    Regards,

    TG

  5. jeb

    OK, WC and TG are killing me here with these comments; “head on a refrigerator” and ” a smoothy for Uncle Dick.”

    God I hope my mother doesn’t put my remains in a jar to bond with my siblings after I die laughing here. Oh wait, she won’t! My mom is a sane and rational human being, not some psychopath lunatic. Good God, what’s more wrong? That she did this or that all of these years later they think this is a warm affectionate bonding story? I knew they were a bunch of dysfunctional, uncaring jerkoffs but I had no idea how bad it really was.

  6. jeb

    Keep recycling Nonnie until you feel better. This stuff is gold.

  7. Teri

    Whoa. I am really sorry I didn’t get up earlier today. Can’t believe I missed that little gem.

  8. I am so, so…so tempted to come out of exile with an ‘interpretation’ of this special moment in the Bush dynasty.

    But I won’t. Because I value the online friends that I have left.

    ;>)

  9. Now that would be a fun photo caption contest.. Babbs w the fetus-in-a-jar, and what it is she is saying to Georgie.

  10. That’s just freaky–and will add to the CT rumors about her being Aleister Crowley’s illegitimate daughter.

  11. Ah, yes … bonding with Mother.

    Who can forget the first time our mothers showed us a dead fetus, or clapped our hand in irons?

    Those great moments when our mothers first demonstrated why we shouldn’t touch the iron or the stovetop by pressing our hands against full-power burners … ah, those were the days!

    “Look both ways before you cross the street, or this might happen!” she’d yell, just before my older brother careens around the corner, pedal to the metal, to teach me a lesson about crossing the street safely. Maybe if I’d listened better I’d have spent fewer days in traction …

    Ah, yes … bonding with Mommy Dearest. Good times, good times …

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  13. Makes my family seem normal. We had a jar but it was just for spare coins.

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