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ruled it—and, at least in the beginning, so did his mother. Elizabeth was an intimidating mother-in-law who, during the first few years of her son’s marriage, made sure that Mary understood who was really in charge: she wore white gloves when she visited, putting Mary on notice regarding the expectations she had for her daughter-in-law’s housekeeping, which must have felt like a not-so-subtle mockery of her recent employment.
Despite Elizabeth’s hazing, those early years were a time of great energy and possibility for Fred and Mary. Fred whistled his way down the stairs on his way to work, and when he returned home in the evening, he whistled his way up to his room, where he changed into a clean shirt before dinner.
Mary and Fred hadn’t discussed baby names, so when their first child, a daughter, was born, they named her Maryanne, combining Mary’s first and middle names. The couple’s first son was born a year and a half later, on October 14, 1938, and named after his father—with one small change: Fred, Sr.’s, middle name was Christ, his mother’s maiden name; his boy would be named Frederick Crist. Everybody except his father would call him Freddy.
It seems as though Fred mapped out his son’s future before he was even born. Although he would feel the burdens of the expectations placed upon him when he grew older, Freddy benefited early on from his status in a way Maryanne and the other children would not. After all, he had a special place in his father’s plans: he would be the means through which the Trump empire expanded and thrived in perpetuity.
Three and a half years passed before Mary gave birth to another child. Shortly before the arrival of Elizabeth, Fred left for an extended period to work in Virginia Beach. A housing shortage, the result of service members’ returning from World War II, created an opportunity for him to build apartments for navy personnel and their families. Fred had had time to sharpen his skills and gain the reputation that got him the work because while other eligible men had enlisted, he had chosen not to serve, following in his father’s footsteps.
Through his growing experience with building many houses simultaneously and his inherent skill at using local media to his own ends, Fred was introduced to well-connected politicians and learned through them how to call in favors at the right time, and, most important, chase government money. The lure in Virginia Beach, where Fred learned the advantage of building his real estate empire with government handouts, was the generous funding made available by the Federal Housing