Chapter 4
10:00 AM
November 11, 1927
Armistice Day
Indian Treaty Room
Old Executive Office Building
17th Street and Pennsylvania Ave.
Washington, D.C.
To the nine-year-old boy, the Old Executive Office Building was the largest structure he’d ever seen. The government building reminded him of a spooky German castle, or a fancy, multi-layered birthday cake with piles of blue-grey icing and lots of candles. Young Mr. Genero couldn’t decide.
The place felt peculiar. He didn’t want to stay inside the building waiting with the grown-ups in the Indian Treaty Room. Although he was an aggressive boy in Carlisle, on the grounds of the White House he was shy and intimidated.
The old steward, who drew the short straw and had to mind Phil and his sister, removed the children from the crowd ga
