Just Another Gary Rice story...

This story, that happened on June 14th, is like so many of my stories. It's almost too strange to be true.

I was sitting on my front porch steps relaxing this afternoon, having just finished scrubbing and rinsing my front porch walls, floor, porch door, furniture, and windows, when I engaged my neighbor in conversation. As the City had come down the other side of the street recently and cited several residents for one problem or another, I wanted our home to have good "curb appeal," especially if someone from the government happened to come by to look at our side of the street. Having just discussed these aspects with my neighbor, he looked up and said, "Look, it's the President!" Thinking him to be joking, I turned around, feeling very much like a sucker...

...but sure enough, right in front of my home, on a gentle North by Northeastern climb, there was Air Force One, rising out of Hopkins Airport, in all of its blue and white glory. Turns out, the President had just spoken at Tri-C college that day, and was on his way out of town.

Hope he noticed my bright shiny porch. Not too many clean porches get a presidential inspection.

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Volume 8, Issue 14, Posted 10:02 PM, 07.10.2012