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- Jan. 17, 1994: To Exit Laughing
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1994
- Jan. 17, 1994 Genetics:The Future Is Now
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- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- OBITUARY, Page 29
- To Exit Laughing
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- <body>
- <p>More than anyone else, Bill Clinton's mother Virginia Kelley
- served as his model of joy amid adversity
- </p>
- <p>By Margaret Carlson/Washington
- </p>
- <p> The heart that stopped early last Thursday morning had been
- given over many years ago to the fatherless son who is now President
- of the U.S. It was his mother's indomitable ways, her ledger
- that listed credits and not debits, her capacity for friendship
- that exceeded even his own--all this accounted for Bill Clinton's
- ability to get up off the mat just as the count was about to
- reach 10. He didn't respond like most candidates do when the
- campaign hits the ropes. If Gary Hart was a sulker, Paul Tsongas
- a whiner, Jerry Brown an out-of-body existentialist, Clinton
- was the sunny optimist, emerging on the coldest, darkest days
- of New Hampshire to pump hands at a V.F.W. hall as if he were
- 20 points ahead in the polls. As he accepted the nomination
- most of the press had predicted would not be his, he said the
- fighting spirit people remarked upon had one source. On the
- podium, he turned to Virginia Kelley and said, "Thank you, Mother.
- I love you."
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- <p> At that moment, Kelley was suffering from breast cancer. A radical
- mastectomy in 1990 had slowed the disease, as had chemotherapy
- and radiation treatments that had severely thinned the black
- mane with the silver streak. But she was a survivor. She had
- buried three husbands, one a sweet-talking salesman who died
- before her son was born and another with a weakness for bourbon
- and beating her up. She was a working mother before it was cool,
- leaving her infant with her parents to finish nursing school
- in Shreveport, Louisiana, and pulling long hours as a nurse
- anesthesiologist at the local hospital when she graduated. All
- the while, she acted as if she had no cause to complain and
- led a life that would never please the life-style police: she
- liked to take a drink, eat red meat, play the horses, stay up
- too late and exercise too little. "She wasn't one," says a friend,
- "to worry about a high-fiber diet." She preferred to win like
- her son but was never discouraged by defeat. Political columnist
- Jack Germond, who went along on her last visit to Laurel Race
- Course outside Washington, said she lost money that day. "But
- she had the same attitude I do. If you can't have a winning
- day at the track, the next best thing is a losing day."
- </p>
- <p> Last Wednesday evening, after a day out lunching with friends
- and an evening cheering on the University of Arkansas basketball
- team, she turned to her fourth husband Dick Kelley, a retired
- food broker. "I have a chill," she said. "I think I'll go to
- bed." When he looked in on her a few hours later, he told the
- President, she was dead.
- </p>
- <p> All deaths are shocking to the survivors, even those of the
- terminally ill, and the President was stunned by the call, which
- came at 2:30 a.m. Washington time. The week before, Clinton
- had given a routine hug to his mother on the porch of her modest
- lakefront home in Hot Springs, Arkansas, as he headed off to
- Hilton Head, South Carolina, and she to Las Vegas for New Year's
- weekend. The only sense that Kelley, 70, might be counting her
- days came when she appealed to her son to have the whole family
- together for Christmas. That included his half-brother Roger,
- who was deep in the doghouse for being as yet unmarried to his
- five-months-pregnant girlfriend.
- </p>
- <p> At the President's behest, Harry Thomason, the television producer
- and an old Arkansas friend, took Kelley six months ago to a
- prestigious bone-marrow transplant clinic at the University
- of Colorado, where she could have had surgery. When she found
- out the treatment might have extended her life but not necessarily
- its quality, she decided against it. She preferred to exit laughing.
- Her son's first Christmas in the White House was her last but,
- she told a friend, her best. She slept in the Queen's bedroom,
- watched a screening of A Perfect World and helped her granddaughter
- Chelsea wrap gifts. She brought in the New Year playing the
- slot machines at the MGM Grand Hotel in Las Vegas and sitting
- transfixed at Barbra Streisand's first concert in 22 years.
- Back home, she took care of unfinished business: she went with
- Roger to the local jewelry store and bought rings for the wedding
- he promised would take place before her second grandchild was
- born.
- </p>
- <p> With the death of the First Lady's father in April and the suicide
- of Vincent Foster in July, this is the third loss in a year
- for the Clintons. The couple seemed limp with sadness in a rare
- public embrace on the South Lawn, as the President boarded Marine
- One bound for Little Rock. The funeral on Saturday was private.
- Even so, Virginia Kelley's son ordered up the 3,700-seat Hot
- Springs Convention Auditorium for the crowd he expected. The
- acorn does not fall far from the tree.
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