“Well, I certainly like possum ... I ate very heartily of it last night, and it did not disturb in the slightest my digestion or my sleep.” - William Howard Taft
For the last year, I have been haunted by William Howard Taft. I have visited his home, read his writings, and listened to him speak (we have a few recordings of his voice). As I spent an increasing amount of time with Will, the more I found myself being taken in by one of Cincinnati’s favorite sons.
Generally, I don’t feel that a lot is known about our 27th President of the United States...well, except for maybe one thing. Perhaps, you know what I am talking about? Yes, the bathtub story. Besides that historical anecdote, his legacies are always around us with the continuation of the National Parks System, the implementation of vigorous anti-trust legislation, and the ceremonial throwing of the “Presidential First Pitch” to name a few.
I am not bold enough to say that he was our greatest president. There are many that have been better and have accomplished a great deal more. However, what endears Will to me is his greatest trait: the strength of his love. William loved his wife, Nellie. There was never a wavering doubt in that fact.
So, why a possum? I first learned of the intended replacement of the Teddy Bear, a few years ago. I knew that I wanted to tell a story around the Possum. The night that Will was presented with the first Billy Possum is nothing more than a historical footnote. Yet, it’s theses obscure moments that present us with an opportunity for exploration, interpretation and fun. We hope that you enjoy our show and if someone offers you a plate of roast possum, perhaps think twice.