When my last trip ended on May 3, 2024, I spent the next 78 days standing on a shelf with the rest of my Presidential bobble head friends. Although I was mentally prepared for the twelve-day adventure to Kansas City…
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297: IF NASCAR IS A NATIONAL TREASURE, THEN THE SECRET LIES WITH CHARLOTTE
It was the first day of May 2024 when my photographer’s alarm awakened him at 6:00am. For Tom and me, there’s no better way to kick-off a day than to pay a visit to a Presidential site. And not just…
282: SEVEN YEARS AFTER TRUMP’S VISIT, I TOOK A V.I.B. TOUR OF JACKSON’S HERMITAGE
My photographer had his alarm set for 6:00am on Friday April 19, 2024, but he hurriedly rolled out of the sack fifteen minutes early. As Tom sat poolside, I stood next to the television set and thought about the 256…
269: SHOCK ME – A DAY OF RECKONING AT MOUNT RUSHMORE LEFT ME PARALYZED WITH GRIEF
Monday, September 18, 2023, was a very special day for my photographer and his wife. When Tom’s alarm rang at 6:00am, the first thing my companions did was wish their twin grandsons, Bo and Rory, a happy ninth birthday. The…
218: I FLIPPED A COIN AT THE SURF BALLROOM AND IT CAME UP BOBBLE HEADS
It was 5:45am when Tom’s alarm rang on Friday August 5, 2022. My photographer wanted to get an early start on the day so he could fulfill his goal of being the first one inside the Surf Ballroom in Clear…
198: I GOT MY EXORCISE IN KENNEDY’S CAMELOT
It was Saturday May 14, 2022 when my photographer, along with his good friend Bob Moldenhauer, were awakened by their alarm clock at 6:00am in our La Quinta hotel room near the Manassas Battlefield. I was ecstatic – it was…
157: PROUD TO BE A CRAZY HORSE STORYTELLER
When our alarm rang at 6:30am on Sunday October 10, 2021, my photographer hopped out of bed and immediately went to the window to see if the sky was clear. But the sun wasn’t scheduled to rise for another half-hour,…
147: “FLOWERS ARE BETTER THAN BULLETS”
Tom’s alarm rang at 6:00am on May 26, 2021 and the first thing I heard was a threat of storms could impact our day. While a gas shortage threatened the earlier portion of our trip, weather had never been an…
142: IN THE FATUOUS FOOTSTEPS OF FORTY-FIVE
For some strange reason, my photographer didn’t set his alarm clock for the morning of Friday May 21, 2021. And because of that, Tom got an extra nine minutes of sleep before we headed out on our final day in…
141: THE DAY THE BOBBLE HEAD STOOD STILL
We had made it to the seventh day of the trip and Tom’s alarm rang at 4:30am on Thursday May 20, 2021. My photographer had a grand scheme to ride into Washington D.C. with Mongo and capture sunrise images at…