As usual, our alarm clock went off at precisely 6:00am. The first thing my photographer did when he rolled out of bed on Monday May 13, 2019 was to open the curtains and check the weather. For the second consecutive…
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97: THE LEGACY OF LINCOLN WAS ALIVE IN RICHMOND
By 3:00pm on May 12, 2019, we had completed the 16-mile drive from Tuckahoe Plantation to Hollywood Cemetery. The first thing that popped into my resin-filled head when I heard we were in Hollywood was whether or not I would…
96: THE EFFECTS OF ‘JEFFERSON FEVER’ WAS CONTAGIOUS!
The ringing of the alarm clock in our Charlottesville, Virginia motel room was nearly muffled by the sound of rain against the window. When my photographer opened the curtains to that window, I couldn’t believe how gloomy it looked outside.…
95: ALL’S WELL AT SHADWELL; EVEN IN THE DRIZZLE
At 2:30pm on Saturday May 11, 2019, we arrived at the birthplace of 12th President Zachary Taylor, a private residence that was located halfway between Barboursville and Gordonsville, Virginia. My photographer parked the Acadia on the side of the road,…
94: LUNCH WITH JAMES AND DOLLEY MADISON
The alarm clock went off precisely at 6:00am on Saturday May 11, 2019 and my photographer jumped out of bed as though he was shot from a cannon. It was obvious to me that the ten hours of sleep he…
93: THE “TRIP OF DREAMS” BEGAN IN STAUNTON
It had been 27 days since the Secret Service kept me from meeting Bill and Hillary Clinton. Although I was still peeved over that ordeal, that feeling quickly went away when I was packed away into the camera case for…
92: MEETING CLINTON WAS ‘CLOSE, BUT NO CIGARS’!
My left shin and ankle had been caulked; my stocking was re-painted an off-white to match my right leg; and I was looking good. The timing was perfect, too. It was April 12, 2019 and as I was placed back…
91: AN INTIMATE VISIT WITH THE HAYES’ AT SPIEGEL GROVE
After four months of standing on the Presidential bobble head shelf at home, I was anxious to hit the road again. But 2019 began on a sour note when my photographer’s mother passed away on January 4th. I figured with…
90: AN EVENING WITH THE SPACEMAN
Our time in California was winding down. We had two full days left in the Golden State and my photographer was going out with a bang – Tom was scheduled to meet former KISS guitarist Ace Frehley on Thursday August…
89: THAT’S THE WAY WE BECAME THE BRADY BUNCH
My photographer and his wife were up early on Wednesday August 8, 2018 and after they enjoyed a small breakfast and a large conversation with Tom and Rhonda Currier, the three of us were headed for Hollywood. Although the traffic…