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> First Jewish President of the United States
> > >
> > > One day, his mother calls him on the telephone.
> > > "Mendle, tomorrow is Passover, I want you should come
> > > home and be with the family."
> > >
> > > "But Ma, I'm the president of the United States. I
> > > can't get away. I've got too many things to attend to.
> > > But why don't you come down here for the holiday?"
> > >
> > > "No, it's too much trouble. I'm not so young anymore.
> > > I'd have to clean up the apartment, stop delivery of
> > > the newspapers, pack up...
> > >
> > > "Ma, I'm the president of the USA. I'll send some of
> > > my aides and they'll take care of everything for you.
> > > You won't have to lift a finger."
> > >
> > > "OK, but then I'd have to book a reservation on a
> > > flight and I know I'll never get a seat one day before
> > > Passover."
> > >
> > > "But Ma, I'm the president of the USA. I'll send Air
> > > Force One to pick you up and fly you down here. You'll
> > > travel first class."
> > >
> > > "OK, but then I'll have to schlep from the airport
> > > into the city, the taxi service in Washington is
> > > terrible, and I'm afraid of the subway."
> > >
> > > Ma, Ma, I'm the president of the USA. I'll have my
> > > helicopter pick you up at the airport and bring you
> > > straight into the city."
> > >
> > > "OK, but then I'll need to get a hotel room and they
> > > are so expensive and you know how I hate hotels."
> > >
> > > "Ma, I'm the president of the USA. You'll stay at the
> > > White House and sleep in the Lincoln bedroom."
> > >
> > > "Well, OK. I guess I'll come."
> > >
> > > So, it was finally settled. The president's mother was
> > > scheduled to leave for DC the next morning to
> > > celebrate Passover with her son.
> > >
> > > A few minutes after she hung up from her son, her
> > > friend Minnie called: "So what are you doing for
> > > Passover?"
> > >
> > > "I am going to spend it with my son."
> > >
> > > "Your son the doctor?"
> > >
> > > "No, the other one"