I went to Dallas for a work trip. After work ended, I had time to check out the grassy knoll
and the spot where Kennedy was hit with the fatal shot,
then had sex in a canoe...twice.
A few days later when I was getting ready to leave, Air Force One was scheduled to land at the airport. The taxi ride from the hotel to the airport felt like Mr. Toad's wild ride, with the driver taking lots of side roads and cutting through parking lots in an attempt to avoid traffic chaos and road closures.
I made it to the airport alive - and was able to see Air Force One from the airport terminal while I waited for my (now delayed) flight.
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