Ready or not, here I come – broken legs and all. It was Sunday July 19, 2015 and I was headed back to Iowa; this time in the family’s Dodge Avenger with my photographer and his wife Vicki. Tom was…
Month: November 2019
36: FROM BOBBLE TO HOBBLE IN IOWA
The long Michigan winter was finally over and I was anxious to hit the road to see some Presidential sites. But when June of 2015 had arrived and I hadn’t been anywhere yet, I started to wonder if something was…
35: THE BLOOD-STAINED SEATS OF HISTORY
Less than a month after my trip to Grand Rapids, I was back in my case and we were headed for Dearborn, Michigan. I had to admit, even though 26 days had passed, my resin-rump was still a tad chapped…
34: “ROSALYNN CARTER LOOKED AT ME!”
I was only in my second season of visiting Presidential sites and all six of those pilgrimages had taken place outside of my home state of Michigan. That all changed on Monday September 22, 2014 when I found myself in…
33. ANGUISH ONBOARD AIR FORCE ONE
The alarm clock went off at precisely 6:00am; which was the normal wake-up time for any trip that I’ve been on with Bob Moldenhauer. It was Sunday September 7, 2014 and we weren’t very far away from a handful of…
32: A “BIRTH” DAY IN OHIO
Exactly 43 days after finishing an exhausting whirlwind trip to Washington D.C. and Baltimore, we were on the road again. That early September trip was slated to be a short two-day venture to southern Ohio where we would spend most…
A WORD FROM JEFFERSON
As I stand in front of the White House with my friends John Adams and James Madison, I wanted to let you know that on Tuesday November 12, 2019 we started to have issues with my blog. Those website issues…
31: FINAL MISSION: CAPITOL DUECE
It was fairly boring for me as I hung out at the Hilton Garden Inn in White Marsh, Maryland while my photographer attended a safety conference there and Bob Moldenhauer did some sightseeing in the Philadelphia area. At one point,…
30: “IRREVERENT” WITH THE GENERAL?
“Siri, driving directions to Mount Vernon.” Those words seemed simple enough to get us from the National Mall to the home of our first President George Washington. The GPS’s voice immediately replied that it would take 25 minutes for us…
29: WRIGHT TO ARMSTRONG: A DAY OF FIRSTS
In U.S. history, four Presidents had been assassinated. After my visit to Ford’s Theater, I had stood on the site where three of the events had occurred: Dealey Plaza in Dallas, Texas was the first; the location of the Temple…