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…
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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…
30: “IRREVERENT” WITH THE GENERAL?
“Siri, driving directions to Mount Vernon.” Those words seemed simple enough to get us from the National Mall to the home of our first President George Washington. The GPS’s voice immediately replied that it would take 25 minutes for us…
26: A HUGE DISCOVERY: WAS THE ENOLA GAY?
Following our visit to Arlington, my mind was racing during the 45-minute ride to Chantilly, Virginia. After all, I had stood where no bobble head has ever dared to stand – on the grave of President John F. Kennedy. We…
24: WHERE REAGAN BROKE THE CURSE
A majority of the Presidential sites that I had visited had become famous long ago in our nation’s past, but the Washington Hilton Hotel became infamous in 1981. Mongo parked the Optima two blocks from the hotel and Tom carried…
21: GROUNDHOG DAY IN JULY
After driving over three and a half hours from Springfield, we pulled into the driveway of the Royal Victorian Manor in Woodstock, Illinois around 6:30pm on July 11, 2014. We had reservations for a special room on the second floor…
20: LINCOLN’S LEGEND LIVES IN SPRINGFIELD
It was Friday July 11, 2014 and I was in Springfield, Illinois; just a few miles from where Abraham Lincoln had lived for 16 years before becoming President. My head was shaking with excitement as we left the motel and…
17: JAMES K. WAS COLUMBIA’S ‘SPECIAL K’
The final Presidential stop of July 7, 2014 sent us south of Nashville for over 40 miles and into the heart of Columbia, Tennessee where we found the ancestral home of James K. Polk. Even though we drove a long…