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…
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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…
88: BACK TO NIXON’S FUTURE IN WHITTIER
My photographer and his wife got out of bed around 7:00am and their plan for the first part of Tuesday August 7, 2018 was to visit a handful of movie and Presidential sites that were located east of Los Angeles.…
86: HELLO BATMAN; GOODBYE NORMA JEAN
For the first time in a long time, my photographer and his wife didn’t set the alarm clock. If I didn’t know better, I’d bet the wild California NASCAR group had worn them out – but even then, Tom and…
85: PLUMBER CRACKED OPEN A COLD ONE WITHOUT ME
For my photographer, Saturday August 4, 2018 in Tustin, California was a day that he had been looking forward to for a long time. His good friend, Tom “Mr. Plumber” Currier, was hosting a Road Hog NASCAR party at his…
84: COME ON, LET’S GO TO RITCHIE’S PACOIMA
My photographer and his wife woke to the alarm clock at 7:00am on Friday August 3, 2018 and as they got themselves ready for the day, I kept thinking to myself: “Come on, let’s go”. Tom had planned a very…
83: WIN ONE ON AIR FORCE ONE FOR THE GIPPER
When the alarm went off at 6:30am on Thursday August 2, 2018 in our Sands by the Sea motel room, I was anxious to hit the road. After all, it was ‘Ronald Reagan Day’ for my photographer and me. Not…