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…
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197: OUR LUCK WAS TESTED ON FRIDAY THE 13th
Tom’s alarm went off at 5:50am on Friday May 13, 2022. When my companions opened the curtains in our room at the Hampton Inn, there was no doubt Friday the 13th had begun with horrible luck. A storm was moving…
167: OSWALD – FROM SHOT TO FINISH
It was the day I had been waiting for since we left on the trip; and it was also the day my photographer decided to sleep in. However, when his alarm finally rang at 7:45am on Tuesday October 19, 2021,…
151: THE FACE OF HISTORY CHANGED WITH GRACE
Fifteen days after I had visited The Henry Ford Museum with my photographer and Bob Moldenhauer, I was on the road once again – but this time Vicki was with us instead of Mongo. And that meant only one thing:…
150: R-E-S-P-E-C-T FOR ROSA AND ARETHA
I was standing on the kitchen shelf waiting for our short trip to Dearborn, Michigan to begin when I envisioned a certain blonde from the 1950s and 60s singing “Happy Birthday Mr. President”. But instead of Marilyn aiming her affection…
144: RINGIN’ THE BELL OF FREEDOM IN PHILADELPHIA
For most normal people, Sunday is usually a day of rest and relaxation. Those words don’t exist when my photographer and Mongo are on the road together visiting historic sites, which was the case on Sunday May 23, 2021. As…
143: BIDEN MY TIME IN DELAWARE
The alarm went off at 6:00am on Saturday May 22, 2021 and it was moving day. After a three-night stay at the Comfort Inn in Arlington, Virginia, my companions packed up their gear and we boarded the Rogue for our…
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…
134: I SURVIVED THE WEEPING WOMAN
From behind the closed bathroom door where my photographer sat at 6:30am, I heard him yell out to his wife: “I have an idea of a place we can go to this morning if you’d like, but it’s about 50…
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…