July 15th, 2010
10:04 AM ET

Letter to the President #542: 'A postcard from vacationland'

Tom Foreman | BIO
AC360° Correspondent

Reporter's Note: The most famous resident (currently) on Pennsylvania Avenue takes vacations now and then and so do I, but that’s no reason to let our correspondence dangle..

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Dear Mr. President,

In case I haven’t told you, I’m on vacation this week. Like your vacations, it is a little crowded by work; a case in point being that I still need to keep up with these letters, but I’m not complaining. As I’ve said before, when so many people are out of jobs it is just bad form to gripe about being too busy.

In any event, after tending to our elder daughter’s enrollment at Georgia Tech (“Behold… the mystical world of aerospace studies!”) we rolled over to Alabama to see my mom, brother, sister and whoever else decides to stop by. On the way we stopped at one of my favorite barbeque places, Dreamland, which I highlighted during one of my Building Up America trips. It was not lunchtime and we really weren’t hungry, so sadly we had to fore-go the barbeque on this visit, but we did have room for some dessert and I’d been promising the girls a taste of the banana pudding from this joint for months.

As we stepped into the cool from the hundred degree heat, a very nice man behind the takeout counter called out a greeting and said, “What can I get for y’all?”

“We need some of your famous banana pudding,” I said.

“How much do you want?” he responded.

“Well, how much have you got?”

“As much as you can eat. We’ll sell you all of it! We can make more!”

We laughed a bit, ordered a quart, and passed it around as we continued rumbling down to Grandma’s house. And it was really good. If you come south again sometime soon, you really ought to chase some down. I’m pretty sure among all those helpers who follow you around there is someone who can find the place and maybe they’ll even give you a presidential discount. Ha! Wouldn’t that be sweet?

In any event, I wanted to let you know that my cell service here is very spotty if you want to call, so don’t get discouraged. Just leave a message and when I’m driving through one of the neighboring towns where reception is better, I’ll call you back. Other than that, not much to report today. Had a good workout this morning (stomach crunches nearly killed me) then tried to golf this afternoon with my brother, but wound up trapped under a shelter for a half hour by an insane rainstorm, at the end of which the course was too soaked to play. So we had ice cream instead.

Maybe we’ll try again tomorrow. Not following the news much this week, so forgive me if I seem a shade out of it, but I really must say… it’s a pleasure.


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  1. Ratna, New York, NY

    Is this the flip side of the American Dream?!

    July 15, 2010 at 11:48 am |

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