It would be hard to be anymore of a bleeding liberal than I already am so I guess it was a little ironic that I wanted to go to the Reagan Library...that I would drive two hours in always relentless Los Angeles traffic to get there...but the thought of seeing an Air Force One with my own eyes was just too appealing...and once we came around the corner to see it's nose down the long corridor was totally worth it. (you can see it in the top middle photo assuming your eyes haven't been burned out by the yellow pants making another appearance)
I loved reading some of his letters to Nancy (so much so I bought the bookso I could read more) I marveled over the teeny tiny waist on Nancy Reagan's clothing, and especially getting to walk through an Air Force One.
