The last week or so it seems I'm going backwards instead of moving ahead. He's constantly on my mind and every memory brings tears. Everything I do with my kids and grandkids brings tears because I know how much he loved those times. We used to joke about our one son because he always seems to be in the right place and the right time and has had some interesting experiences. He works for the NFL and my DIL works for MTV so they meet some exciting people. Well, today, they're meeting the President. They will be 2 of ten who get to be on the tarmack when he gets off of Air Force One. There's a slight chance they might get to go on board the plane and tour. While neither Bill or I are Obama fans, just the fact that he's meeting the President of the United States is pretty impressive. Bill's first words would be "it could only happen to Michael". A couple of years ago, he took me to an "Oprah" show for my birthday. We got the royal treatment, bypassing security, having coffee upstairs in her private office area, playing with her dog, escorted down to the studio and being the first ones in there, then meeting her afterwards. I know Bill will have a birds eye view today and will be shaking his head, laughing, and saying again "this could only happen to Michael"
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