So, our group of candidates had dinner at the Willard last night.
A certain Voice of the Indy 500 who shall remain nameless arranged for us to have a distinguished visitor. Thanks, Paul. Good thing I took my BP meds yesterday morning. Those Secret Service guys were scary.
“Is this the Indiana group? We’re looking for a Mr. Farmer.”
LOL
[UPDATE, 8/24: I had this better picture on the CoolPix, containing imagery of an actual event which you will never see happening with the actual person.
Our waitress said that she knew right away that he was not the President. “His shoes were not shiny.” I guess that says it all. FWIW, I can’t find a website for this guy, but his name is Larry Graves, for instance see here.]