The first day of December began like most of the other days on our trip when Tom’s alarm rang at precisely 6:00am at the Reid Ridge Lodge in Blue Ridge, Georgia. For most of that early morning, as my photographer…
Month: December 2025
347: MY SUNDAY IN GEORGIA WITH CARTER AND SQUATCH ENDED IN GOOD FORTUNE
Sunday morning November 30, 2025 began when my photographer’s alarm rang at 6:00am in the Presidential Suite on the third floor of the historic Windsor Hotel in downtown Americus, Georgia. Although the room remained very quiet after Tom’s three o’clock…
346: A HISTORIC VISIT TO PLAINS AND MY FINAL SALUTE TO JIMMY CARTER
For nearly 70 miles, Vicki navigated the back roads from Warm Springs down to Plains, Georgia in the early afternoon of Saturday November 29, 2025. During the first half of the trip, I couldn’t get Franklin Roosevelt out of my…
345: A COOL MORNING IN WARM SPRINGS, WHERE FDR STOOD FOR THOSE WHO COULDN’T
Tom’s alarm went off at 6:00am on Saturday November 29, 2025 inside our hotel room in Newnan, Georgia. My photographer and I had no trouble getting into high gear that morning because the two of us knew we were headed…
344: THE BOBBLE WENT DOWN TO GEORGIA, BUT NOT FOR A SOUL TO STEAL
Family. Food. Football. To the typical American, those three words define the Thanksgiving holiday. But to me, at least in 2025, Thanksgiving weekend was defined by another F-Word, and that word was ‘Forty’. At 5:52am on Thursday November 27, 2025,…