This is not a travel story, but perhaps a good one to end the 2018 year with.
Back in the 80s, my son and I were attending the ATT Pebble Beach Golf Tournament. Among the many celebrities, politicians, and other famous people, was the former President, George H.W. Bush, most commonly called Bush 41, or simply 41.
My son wanted to get his autograph, so we waited at the driving range until Bush 41 was done. As he walked out, my son asked for his autograph, which, I hope he cherishes to this day.
Anyway, as other people came up, and his two Secret Service guards became rather agitated, he asked my son if he could borrow his pen to sign more autographs. He asked that my son and I stand to his right, while the Secret Service allowed two people at a time, no closer than 5 feet. Those were the rules.
But standing next to him was my son, bantering with Bush 41 about golf, school, and who knows what else. About a half hour transpired. I could see that this man, the former POTUS, was a man of great decency, a good father, and perhaps a misunderstood world leader. I probably learned more in that half hour about this man than during his lifetime in public service.