I am a man of principle. One of my core principles is that when I am in Texas, I must consume brisket and Tex-Mex. Oh, and if it works out, I will try to hang out with my moogerhead brothers. This week I managed to accomplish all three during a work trip that had me … Continue reading When in Texas
I am not spontaneous. That’s why it’s so remarkable that we were headed to Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport on Friday, October 11, bound for a Fall Break weekend trip to the Big Apple for a full slate of Broadway shows. Our youngest son, Carlton, turned 16 on October 10, and as we brainstormed the weekend … Continue reading The trip that almost wasn’t
Atlanta is arguably the capital of the South, but it is undeniably home to the world’s busiest airport. By virtue of its geography, the visionary decision to build an international airport here, and the less-than-visionary decision to intersect three major interstates in the heart of downtown, the well worn joke about Atlanta goes something like … Continue reading Air travel trouble
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