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A Male monarch in His Castle: How Donald Trump Lives, From His Longtime Butler
PALM BEACH, Fla. —Everything seemed to sparkle at the Mar-a-Lago estate here on a recent afternoon. The sun glinted off the pool and the blackness Hugger-mugger Service South.U.5.s in the circular driveway. Palm trees rustled in a warm breeze, croquet balls clicked and a security baby-sit stood at the entrance to Donald J. Trump's private living quarters.
"You lot can always tell when the king is hither," Mr. Trump's longtime butler here, Anthony Senecal, said of the chief of the house and Republican presidential candidate.
The king was returning that day to his Versailles, a 118-room snowbird's paradise that will become a winter White Firm if he is elected president. Mar-a-Lago is where Mr. Trump comes to escape, entertain and luxuriate in a Mediterranean-style manse, built 90 years ago by the cereal heiress Marjorie Merriweather Post.
Few people here can anticipate Mr. Trump's demands and desires better than Mr. Senecal, 74, who has worked at the holding for nearly 60 years, and for Mr. Trump for well-nigh 30 of them.
He understands Mr. Trump's sleeping patterns and how he likes his steak ("It would stone on the plate, it was and so well done"), and how Mr. Trump insists — despite the hair salon on the bounds — on doing his ain hair.
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Mr. Senecal knows how to stroke his ego and lift his spirits, like the time years agone he received an urgent warning from Mr. Trump'south soon-to-land aeroplane that the mogul was in a sour mood. Mr. Senecal speedily hired a bugler to play "Hail to the Chief" equally Mr. Trump stepped out of his limousine to enter Mar-a-Lago.
Most days, though, he greeted Mr. Trump with little fanfare, taking the suit he arrived in to be pressed in the full-service laundry in the basement.
The next morn, before dawn and after about four hours' sleep, Mr. Trump would meet him at the arched entrance of his individual quarters to have a bundle of newspapers including The New York Times, The Daily News, The New York Mail service and the Palm Beach papers. Mr. Trump would sally hours later, in khakis, a white golf game shirt and baseball cap. If the cap was white, the staff noticed, the boss was in a good mood. If it was red, it was best to stay abroad.
On Sundays, Mr. Trump would drive himself to his nearby golf course, alternating each year betwixt his black Bentley and his white Bentley.
Mr. Senecal tried to retire in 2009, simply Mr. Trump decided he was irreplaceable, so while Mr. Senecal was relieved of his butler duties, he has been kept effectually as a kind of unofficial historian at Mar-a-Lago. "Tony, to retire is to elapse," Mr. Trump told him. "I'll come across you next season."
Mr. Senecal, with horn-rimmed glasses, a walrus mustache and a white pocket kerchief in his black jacket, seems to reflect his dominate'due south worldview: He worries near attacks past Islamic terrorists and is critical of Mr. Trump'due south ex-wives.
And like Mr. Trump, he is at ease among the celebrities who visit the estate. But while he might once have admired Dixie Carter sipping crème de menthe past the fireplace and reciting soliloquies from the television show "Designing Women," these days Mr. Senecal encounters Gov. Chris Christie of New Bailiwick of jersey lounging on a burrow nether the living room's 21-foot gilded-leafed ceiling, or chatting with Senator Jeff Sessions of Alabama as he exits the luxurious Spanish Room.
The butler's upwardly-close observations of Mr. Trump over the years have revealed not but the mogul'due south quirks — Mr. Trump rarely appears in bathing trunks, for instance, and does not similar to swim — but likewise his habitual, self-soothing exaggerations.
In the early years, Mr. Trump's girl Ivanka slept in the same children'southward suite that Dina Merrill, an extra and a girl of Mrs. Mail, occupied in the 1930s. Mr. Trump liked to tell guests that the nursery rhyme-themed tiles in the room were fabricated past a young Walt Disney.
"Y'all don't like that, do y'all?" Mr. Trump would say when he caught Mr. Senecal rolling his eyes. The firm historian would protestation that information technology was not true.
"Who cares?" Mr. Trump would reply with a laugh.
Mr. Trump is abundantly proud of his ability to bulldoze a golf game ball, once asking rhetorically during a news conference: "Exercise I hit information technology long? Is Trump stiff?"
Mr. Senecal suggested that Mr. Trump was possibly not quite as strong as he imagined, remembering times they would hit balls together from the Mar-a-Lago property into the Intracoastal Waterway.
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"Tony, how far is that?" Mr. Trump would enquire.
"It's like 275 yards," Mr. Senecal would respond, though he said the actual distance was 225 yards.
Still, Mr. Senecal said that Mr. Trump could exist generous when the mood struck him, sometimes peeling $100 bills from a wad in his pocket to give to the groundskeepers, whom Mr. Senecal described equally appreciative.
"Y'all're a Hispanic and you're in here trimming the trees and everything, and a guy walks upward and hands y'all a hundred dollars," Mr. Senecal said. "And they love him, not for that, they simply love him."
According to Mar-a-Lago lore, Mrs. Post, who was once the wealthiest woman in the United States, scoped out the property that would get the estate in the 1920s past crawling through the junglelike brush between Lake Worth and the Atlantic Ocean. She imported stone from Genoa, Italy, and 16th-century Flemish tapestries that she protected by drawing the drapes in the brightest hours. (They faded after Mr. Trump bought the place and blasted the living room with sunlight.)
When she died in 1973, Mrs. Post left the house to the United States government with the intent that information technology would become a presidential retreat. But the budget proved too expensive, and ownership was transferred back to Mrs. Post's daughters, who unloaded it to Mr. Trump for less than $10 million in 1985. He turned it into a individual club a decade later.
These days, what actually seems to bug Mr. Trump is the sound of planes over the holding. Whereas Mrs. Post ensured that the nearby airport would divert flights away from the estate during her stays, the same courtesy has not been extended to Mr. Trump, and the constant roar of engines "drives him nuts," Mr. Senecal said.
"Tony," Mr. Trump would often shout. "Call the tower!"
The candidate is suing the county-run airdrome. He has also sued the town in a dispute over the size of his estate's flagpole; the size of the feast hall he added to the property; and the size of the club, which, to affright the local gentry, he once threatened to sell to followers of the Rev. Sun Myung Moon.
More recently, Mar-a-Lago has set off controversy in the Republican primary, every bit Mr. Trump has been criticized past rivals for hiring employees from abroad to staff the guild rather than relying on the local work forcefulness.
"There are a lot of Romanians, at that place'due south a lot of Due south Africans, we accept ane Irishman," Mr. Senecal said of the staff, earlier echoing Mr. Trump's defense that locals shunned the short-term seasonal piece of work. But he also added of the foreigners: "They're so proficient. They are so professional. These local people," he trailed off, making a disapproving face.
Over the decades, he has grown close to the Trump family. He recalled how Mr. Trump's male parent, Fred C. Trump, once stepped out of his limo on the club's gravel driveway and remarked to Mr. Senecal, "Somebody better become that coin." The butler went on his hands and knees and after a few minutes found a crusty penny.
"His eyes were incredible," Mr. Senecal said of Fred Trump. "Mr. Trump has the aforementioned eyes."
He as well remembered Donald Trump's young sons running through the library, paneled with centuries-one-time British oak and filled with rare first-edition books that no one in the family ever read. When the library became a bar, Mr. Trump put a portrait of himself on a wall, posing in tennis whites.
"I've been in other homes in Palm Embankment — same exact painting," Mr. Senecal confided archly. "Just a different head."
Mr. Senecal adored the Trump children, but found Ivana, Mr. Trump's kickoff wife, an especially demanding presence. She would instruct him to "get that spot out of that carpet" and then practice it herself if he failed. She would occasionally tell Mr. Senecal to accept the gardeners go inside because she wanted to swim naked in the puddle.
In 1990, Mr. Senecal took a sabbatical to become the mayor of a town in West Virginia, where he gained some notoriety for a proposal requiring all panhandlers to acquit begging permits. He said that Mr. Trump wrote to him, "This is then corking, Tony."
Mr. Senecal returned in 1992, and took up his onetime residence in the butler's room, just was before long asked to move out after Mr. Trump married Marla Maples, who "really didn't belong here," Mr. Senecal said. Also, Mr. Trump wanted to rent the room out to members.
A decade later, Mr. Trump decided to put his own banner on Mar-a-Lago by building the 20,000-square-foot Donald J. Trump Ballroom. The venue made its big debut with the 2005 hymeneals of Mr. Trump to Melania Trump, whom Mr. Senecal described as exceptionally empathetic. Tony Bennett, whose paintings hang in the mansion, sang. Mr. Senecal greeted guests at the door, including Hillary Clinton. (In the interview, he offered a profane description for Mrs. Clinton, the front end-runner in the Democratic presidential race.)
The ballroom later hosted an 80th birthday party for Maya Angelou, thrown by Oprah Winfrey, during which office of the hall was set up aside for a "religious ceremony with the hooting and the hollering," Mr. Senecal recalled. "Mr. Trump was right on into it. It was and then great. He was clapping."
Mr. Senecal'southward admiration for his longtime boss seems to know few limits. On March 6, every bit Mr. Trump made his way through the living room on his manner to the golf course, Mr. Senecal called out "All rise!" to the guild members and staff. They rose.
Mr. Trump was wearing a "Make America Great Again" cap. It was white, non ruddy. He seemed in a skilful mood.
Source: https://www.nytimes.com/2016/03/16/us/politics/donald-trump-butler-mar-a-lago.html
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