My photographer’s alarm went off at 4:30am on Thursday July 25, 2024 and that meant one thing – we had exactly two hours before our twelve-day trip to Kansas City, Missouri was scheduled to begin. Although the primary reason behind…
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256: CELEBRATING MY BIG ONE-OH AT SPIEGEL GROVE WITH TOM, BOB, RUD, AND LUCY
Flashback to 2013 when I spent my first moments at a Presidential site as my photographer, his wife Vicki, and I embarked on an eight-day trip that began at Spiegel Grove in Fremont, Ohio. While our visit to the home…
220: WHERE IN THE WORLD AM I HEADED NEXT?
It’s been exactly three months since my photographer and I returned home from our last trip that took us into the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, through most of Minnesota, and into parts of Iowa. During that time, I haven’t just…
209: ACCOSTED BY OHIO’S “BIGGEST @$$HOLE” AT McKINLEY’S FARM
When Tom’s alarm rang at 5:50am on Friday May 20, 2022, the final day of our 12-day trip was underway. Suddenly out of nowhere, I had an issue with my head – it fell off and rolled harmlessly onto the…
147: “FLOWERS ARE BETTER THAN BULLETS”
Tom’s alarm rang at 6:00am on May 26, 2021 and the first thing I heard was a threat of storms could impact our day. While a gas shortage threatened the earlier portion of our trip, weather had never been an…
124: “FOUR SCORE AND SEVEN YEARS AGO”
Thirty-three days had passed since my trip with my photographer and Mongo to Canton and Kent, Ohio. While the COVID-19 pandemic had seemed to slow a bit in the past month, it was definitely not over. Luckily for us, hotels…
123: MAY THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU
When my photographer and I returned from our trip to Buffalo, New York on January 11, 2020, he placed me on the shelf with the rest of my Presidential bobble head buddies. As a matter of fact, I stood in…
122: HAVE GUN, WILL TRAVEL – TO BUFFALO
Five months had gone by since my last Presidential trip and I expected to stand on the shelf for a few more months; at least until Spring. Then out of nowhere, my photographer decided he needed to make a trip…
105: ANOTHER GO AT GOADING GARFIELD’S GHOST
When our alarm clock rang at 6:00am on Sunday May 19, 2019, that irritating sound had kick-started the final day of our intense ten-day Presidential tour. So far, it had lived up to all of my expectations as the most…
55: OZ WAS OVER THE RAINBOW BRIDGE
The black sky was broken by the dawn’s first light as we left Michigan on our first trip of the year. As we went over the Blue Water Bridge and into Canada at 4:45am on July 7, 2017, I was…