Wednesday, July 8, 2020

I buy Mary Trump's story in that case

Great testimony in my opinion. I take my words back in respect to acknowledging her as a part of Donald Trump's circle eve through she doesn't mentions this very case anywhere in her memoir.

There is second version of book I was told by author alone in case someone would have problem with this one;)

@Mary Trump - any photos of thanksgiving or whatever dinner might have been where/when I WAS THE ONE AND NO ONE ELSE WHO ACKNOWLEDGED MOTHER CHOKING and what finally prompted attention of others to assist her !!???? Mom had a medical condition that often times brought her into choking conditions somehow. It wasn't only during dinner time that mentioned in book happened.


Thanksgivings from hell

The White House dinner party was far from the worst Mary Trump had ever been too. Growing up, she’d been a frequent guest at the Trump family’s formal holiday dinners, where there was little good cheer on display.

The lack of familial warmth was especially galling one Thanksgiving when, halfway through the meal, Mary Trump’s grandmother, Mary “Gam” Trump, started choking. Freddy Trump noticed, but nobody else seemed to – or else, tried not to. A few glanced up at the ruckus and then back down at their plates.

Finally, Freddy Trump got up, took his mother by the elbow and lead her to the kitchen.
“We heard some shuffling and the distressing sound of my grandmother’s grunts as Dad performed the Heimlich maneuver,” Mary writes. Freddy Trump had been a volunteer ambulance driver in the late 1960s and early ’70s. His training saved his mother’s life that Thanksgiving.

When Freddy and his mother reentered the dining room, there was desultory applause.
“'Good job, Freddy,’ Rob said, as if my father had just killed a mosquito."
It wouldn’t be the last unpleasant Thanksgiving memory. The first Thanksgiving after her father’s death, Mary Trump was approached by her uncle Robert Trump, who put a hand on his teenaged niece’s shoulder. But not to console her. Instead, he pointed to the crib where her new baby niece, Ivanka Trump, slept.

“See, that’s how it works,” Robert Trump said. Mary Trump got his point: “Out with the old, in with the new.”

That evening, Donald Trump and his father were just the same as ever, discussing “New York politics and deals and ugly women, just as they always had.”

Donald Trump admires his niece’s breasts

When she was 29, Mary Trump was briefly hired by Donald Trump to write his next book.
They planned a research trip to Mar-a-Lago, so Mary Trump could see the Palm Beach mansion firsthand. “The fifty-eight-bedroom mansion with thirty-three bathrooms outfitted with fixtures plated in gold and an eighteen-hundred-square-foot living room that sported forty-two-foot ceilings was as garish and uncomfortable as I’d expected.”

Still, Mar-a-Lago was more relaxed than the usual Trump gathering places, and she showed up to lunch on the patio wearing her bathing suit and a pair of shorts.

“Donald, who was wearing golf clothes, looked up at me as I approached as if he’d never really seen me before,” Mary Trump writes. “’Holy (expletive), Mary. You’re stacked!”
Mary Trump also recalls the time her grandfather Fred Trump showed her the picture of a half-naked woman he carried around in his billfold.

“'Look at this,' he had said, sliding the picture out of its slot,” Mary Trump writes. “A heavily made-up woman, who couldn’t have been more than eighteen and might have been younger, smiled innocently up at the camera, her hands holding her naked breasts.”
Mary Trump was 12 at the time.

“'What do you think about that?' My grandfather had chuckled. I never heard him laugh.”
Mary Trump, Donald Trump's niece, dishes on 'toxic family,' 'dark history' in book coming in July

Why Mary Trump kept her sexual orientation a secret

In June 1999, when Fred Trump was on his deathbed, the family convened around it to pay their respects. Robert Trump’s wife, Blaine Trump, complained about the timing. “We’re supposed to be in London with Prince Charles," she said. "He invited us to one of his polo matches. I can’t believe we had to cancel.”

Mary Trump didn’t mention her own scheduling conflict: In a week, she was supposed to marry the woman she loved on a beach in Maui. She hadn’t told anybody in the family about her sexual orientation, in part because of a conversation she’d had a few years earlier with her grandmother.

They’d been talking about Princess Diana’s funeral when her grandmother said vehemently, using a homophobic slur, “It’s a disgrace they’re letting that little (expletive) Elton John sing at the service.”

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