It was an overcast morning on Thursday August 4, 2016 when we left the LaQuinta Inn in Jackson, Tennessee. By the time we drove the 129 miles to Nashville, however, the skies had brightened up and the threat of rain…
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53: CLINTON ROCKED IN LITTLE ROCK; EXCEPT AT HIS LIBRARY
We had made the drive from Hot Springs, Arkansas to Little Rock in a little less than an hour. It was a few minutes before noon on August 3, 2016 when we walked up to the Old State House. That…
51: IRVING’S PAINE WAS MY GAIN
Monday August 1, 2016 was a catch-22 for me; I was excited to see a couple more Presidential sites, but it was also our last full day in Texas. Bill and Kim went off to work at their Dallas Aerial…
50: THE MYSTERY OF MR. LEE
When everyone was awake at the Plano home of the Johnson’s, I was taken from my resting place on the dresser and carefully positioned into the camera bag. My photographer tried to be extra careful with me as the damaged…
48: WHERE THE CRICKETS ONCE CHIRPED
It was roughly 100 miles from Buddy Holly’s doorstep in Lubbock, Texas to the Petty recording studio in Clovis, New Mexico. I heard David Bigham tell my photographer that when the Crickets were scheduled to record at the studio, Buddy’s…
46: FREEDOM TO ROCK WITH IKE & KISS
The alarm went off bright and early on Sunday July 24, 2016 and before I knew it, we were standing in front of the State Capitol building in Topeka, Kansas. Although I was comfortably situated inside the camera case, I…
44: ‘SHOW ME’ AROUND MISSOURI
It was 2016 and after a long winter of standing on my dresser with two broken legs, it was time once again to face surgery. From the icy grip of Old Man Winter until May, my photographer had grappled with…
37: PICKIN’ AND GRINNIN’ WITH “DUTCH” REAGAN
Ready or not, here I come – broken legs and all. It was Sunday July 19, 2015 and I was headed back to Iowa; this time in the family’s Dodge Avenger with my photographer and his wife Vicki. Tom was…
36: FROM BOBBLE TO HOBBLE IN IOWA
The long Michigan winter was finally over and I was anxious to hit the road to see some Presidential sites. But when June of 2015 had arrived and I hadn’t been anywhere yet, I started to wonder if something was…
34: “ROSALYNN CARTER LOOKED AT ME!”
I was only in my second season of visiting Presidential sites and all six of those pilgrimages had taken place outside of my home state of Michigan. That all changed on Monday September 22, 2014 when I found myself in…