On Tuesday, the Library of Congress released hundreds of love letters between Harding and his longtime mistress, Carrie Fulton Phillips. Embarrassed descendants and court orders had kept the passionate notes under wraps for over 50 years.
“I love your poise of perfect thighs when they hold me in paradise,” coos Harding, often considered one of the worst U.S. presidents, in one letter highlighted by The New York Times. In another, he looks forward to getting his “reward” from “your thrilling lips, in your matchless breasts, in your incomparable embrace.”
The letters include code words, including “Jerry” for the part of Harding’s anatomy that longed for Phillips the most: “Wish I could take you to Mount Jerry. Wonderful spot. Not in the geographies but a heavenly place.”
Rumors that first lady Florence Harding poisoned her husband — and Jerry — in the Palace’s presidential suite were eventually debunked.