The morning of Monday July 20, 2015 began like all others on every trip; I was waiting for my photographer and his wife to get ready for the day. I wasn’t keeping notes in a journal, but if I was…
Presidential site adventures as told by a bobble head
The morning of Monday July 20, 2015 began like all others on every trip; I was waiting for my photographer and his wife to get ready for the day. I wasn’t keeping notes in a journal, but if I was…