Don’t expect much flailing of arms and gnashing of teeth from the right on this:
Q. What was your last assignment?
A. I made a photo of the president walking out, seeing Midland, Texas, for the first time as an ex-president. Midland wasn’t the last stop. We went to an event in Waco, where we said our goodbyes and he left for the ranch. Aboard the plane to Waco, he asked me what I was doing. … Then he said, “Let’s keep in touch.” Instead of a handshake, he gave me a fist bump. That’s how it ended.
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Absolutely beautiful piece over at The Free Press by my good friend Gabrielle Burton. A must read:
I was 2 years old when my mother wore her American flag shirt. I remember growing up in the whirling energy of those times, when things were happening so quickly and tangibly, and each American was part of something important and big.
Now I am nearly the same age my mother was, and my daughter is 2 years old. This summer and fall, I wore that same flag shirt each time I went to a political rally or to work to register […]Full Story... →