February 5th, 2010
07:00 AM ET

Dear President Obama #382: Trapped! Trapped I say!

Reporter's Note: If there is one thing I really envy President Obama about it’s Air Force One. What a sweet gig. No lines, no security, and no schedules that can get messed up by winter storms leaving you stuck in some distant airport having read all the newspapers, eaten all the frozen yogurt with M&M’s you can stand , and…oh, I’m getting off track. Here is my letter for today.

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Tom Foreman | BIO
AC360° Correspondent

Dear Mr. President,

Arrggghhhh! I have been traveling for decades now; leaping aboard planes, trains, and automobiles of all sorts, cutting untouched through the ranks of less seasoned travelers to scrape the very edges of space with my brilliant transitions from home-to-distant land-to-right-back-home-in-time-for-tea. Yet here I sit in a hotel in Indiana, having stumbled into a bush league, stone cold amateur, Brownie Scout trap: I ventured into the Midwest in February with a storm front approaching.

How could I be so stupid? Did those painfully weak little synapses in my pea brain finally rip apart like the last shreds of Mark Sanford’s dignity? I, who once wielded an OAG like a magical talisman, have been reduced to staring at the Weather Channel and hoping for a break. It’s pathetic, is what it is.

Here is how it happened. My elder daughter is in the college hunt, and I promised to haul her out here to visit Purdue and Notre Dame. (Yes, yes, I am a good father, and she is a wonderful daughter and an exceptional student. Thank you for noticing.) So I took a few days off, we hopped on a plane, and even as my wife called with regular updates on the converging weather patterns back home, we blithely tooled across the Indiana countryside.

My self-delusion knew no bounds as hour by hour I assured her there was no reason to fear, the daughter and I would return home early Saturday morning. “The weather patterns will change, it will miss us,” I said confidently. Or “It won’t be that bad.” Or “Come on. A little snow. There is no need to worry.” On and on I prattled while the stratosphere boiled with my doom.

Now, we are expecting a smashing, in-your-face, whiteout, blizzard conditions, “Donner party? Donner? Your table is ready,” winter storm that is promising to shut down…well, who can even say at this point? I don’t know if every flight on the eastern seaboard will be canceled, but mine already has been. Can you imagine? Even before a single flake!

I’ve rebooked for Sunday and the daughter and I are now debating what we will do for the extra day. On the plus side, she’s enjoyed the university visits. On the minus, if we don’t get out Sunday…and pause for a moment here to appreciate the irony…we, two of the most dedicated Saints fans you can imagine, could wind up by the cruelest twist of fate, watching the Superbowl in INDIANAPOLIS! I swear we’ll walk home through the snow first.

Call if you can, and of course, use my cell. Sigh.



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soundoff (7 Responses)
  1. Conserve' for USA

    This must be how the President feels right now. Sitting in the White House thinking how he pulled the wool over the public's eyes for almost a full year. However, the storm is here and even his own party is starting to turn on him. He better change to what the majority wants. If not, he will go down in history as the most out of touch president!

    February 5, 2010 at 11:58 am |
  2. james

    hey tom i fill your pain,but look on the bright side you can tell the city of INDIANAPOLIS in person how we love their quarterback,but love the saints more, and how it would be a pleasure to whip them.

    February 5, 2010 at 9:54 am |
  3. Maurizio

    Once again, I enjoy reading Tom Foreman, why didn't I discovered his texts earlier? Mr.Gibson and Mr.Brown seem the only ones that actually "got it"!
    The "walking into a storm hoping that it would either miss you or would not be that bad" similitude with our current situation is sadly hilarious. Good Job Mr. Foreman, I will continue enjoying your letters , please don't stop!!!

    February 5, 2010 at 9:50 am |
  4. Tim Gibson

    A surprise often jumps out at us, even when we knew the surprise was there, a lesson I am sure John Edwards can reflect on as he too is watching converging weather patterns. I am sure at some point he thought, "it won't be that bad."

    Then some will jump on the sleigh of opportunity, flying down the hill in what feels like record speed, once, twice, three times. Underestimating the strength brewing like tea in the stratosphere. Ending up as yet another news story holding the nation captive . A winter rescue with a series of unfortunate events, bittersweet ending to what could have been avoided.

    February 5, 2010 at 8:34 am |
  5. Jed Brown

    I really enjoyed the read!

    One argument for why it's good that all things don't go the way we want them to...

    One could believe that there is no separation between what we want and what actually happens... which could lead to a god complex.

    If we could say the weather will change and it did every time, what would stop us from assuming that what we want is not separate from what happens outside fo us. It would be ultimate power! We would be God!

    With that said, I think it is really difficult to be a father without having a faith as far as... what is out of our control. I believe that you are a loving father and that you don't have to control the weather in order to prove it.


    February 5, 2010 at 8:11 am |
  6. Mary Ann

    If your daughter picks Notre Dame. It will be worth it! (the trip , not the super bowl thing...)

    February 5, 2010 at 7:27 am |
  7. laurie alexander

    Hey Tom Quit complaining you sound like a teen girl complaining on a friday night that you dont have a date. Is it so bad to watch the Superbowl in Indianapolis because the (Colts) are going to WIN anyway. Have a great weekend

    February 5, 2010 at 7:10 am |