It’s odd the way life works.
On Friday my husband Greg and I went to the White House for a tour and didn’t see the President. But on Sunday we went to Arlington National Cemetery to pay our respects and to get some exercise by walking the perimeter, and who do we see but President Obama himself.
We mistakenly thought all of the Veteran’s Day ceremonies were going to take place today, Monday, the official holiday, rather than on Sunday. We thought the crowds would be at the cemetery on Monday and we could avoid all of that by going Sunday.
We were wrong. The place was packed.
We fought to get off the Metro train and out of the train station and in to the cemetery. As we were walking down the long driveway a bunch of police on motorcycles with their lights flashing stopped all the traffic. We couldn’t imagine what was going on since the President was supposed to be there Monday, not Sunday. It only took a moment to figure out we were wrong about the day and that the President was there and his motorcade was about the pass by us.
It was pretty cool really. Two armored limos followed by 3-4 big black SUVs. The President was in the second limo. He waved at me. I waved back. He was about 8 feet from me as he rode by.
I swear I saw him mouth the words “I love you Cubby”, followed by “Call me”, but I could be mistaken. Perhaps he was saying “Get the hell out of the street, you idiot”. It all happened so fast.
Tell me, have any of you ever had an unexpected encounter with someone famous?