You Came Here to Die, Didn’t You By Warner M. Montgomery A pretty blonde 18–year–old girl left her disapproving parents in California in June of 1965 to join the Civil […]
Lesson: mixing business and pleasure is grueling and totally rewarding.
Thursday, September 22. Joe and I flew from Sacramento to Greenville, SC, via Los Angeles and Chicago on Southwest. Free peanuts/pretzels and soft drinks! And free checked baggage for clothes and a box of books. Our flight to Greenville was an hour late and two little boys across the aisle and one row back screamed, cried and generally made the trip from Chicago miserable. We got into our hotel at midnight. (I wrote the first blog of this series on the plane, but my computer died in the motel in Greenville on the way home and I’ve lost that blog until I pay someone to get it off the dead machine. The blog was on the preparation we made for this tour in terms of marketing.)