It was 6:00am on July 23, 2019 and for the second consecutive day my photographer’s wife sprung out of bed as though the mattress was electrified. Even though we were within walking distance of the Magnolia Market at the Silos,…
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117: MAGNOLIA AND SHIPLAP AROSE FROM WACO’S ASHES
There were two firsts for my companions on Monday July 22, 2019. The first of the firsts occurred when our alarm went off at 5:15am. The second of the firsts came when Vicki leaped out of bed and into the…
116: COUSINS REUNITED IN WACO AFTER 45 YEARS
Our Sunday morning in Austin, Texas began an hour later than normal and that made Vicki extremely happy. But the 7:00am wakeup call on July 21, 2019 wasn’t to pacify my photographer’s wife; it was due to the fact that…
115: HEY, HEY, LBJ – I TOURED YOUR RANCH TODAY
When the alarm went off at 6:00am on Saturday July 20, 2019, my photographer hustled to get ready for the day. His first goal of the morning was to walk back to the Alamo to capture images of me in…
114: HOWL AT THE ALAMO
For once, Tom and Vicki didn’t set an alarm on the morning of Friday July 19, 2019. We had pushed the limits since we left Michigan, and my photographer figured we had all day to travel the 125 miles to…
113: OH BOPPER, YOU KNOW WHAT I LIKE!
It was a beautiful sunshine-filled morning when the alarm went off at 6:00am on Thursday July 18, 2019. Although I knew that there were no Presidential sites scheduled for that day, I was excited for my photographer because it was…
112: MARSHMALLOWS AND GATORADE
Before my photographer’s alarm went off at 6:30am, I admired the stunning view of the Gulf of Mexico from my perch on the room’s window ledge. The Gulf seemed peacefully calm and tranquil; with only a passing small boat or…
111: HIGHWAY TO THE DANGER ZONE
“Revvin’ up your engine; Listen to her howlin’ roar. Metal under tension; Beggin’ you to touch and go. Highway to the danger zone. Ride into the danger zone”. It was Tuesday July 16, 2019 and the three of us were…
110: THIS TALLADEGA KNIGHT WASN’T DAZED
When we left the Maranatha Baptist Church in Plains, Georgia around 12:15pm on Sunday July 14, 2019, the three of us were still intoxicated from our Jimmy Carter experience. It didn’t take long, however, for Hurricane Barry to sober us…
109: PLEASED TO MEET YOU, MR. PRESIDENT!
After I stood on the life-sized statue of FDR at Dowdell’s Knob; a unique statue that depicted his leg braces; we headed back to the car for our 75-mile journey to “Jimmy Carter Country” – Plains, Georgia. It was 2:00pm…