My dad has this funny joke that he uses whenever he gets a chance.
When we went to London, he wanted to drop by Buckingham Palace, to say hi to Liz.
When people visited DC, he sent his regards to Bill or George.
And so, today, it made sense that when we stumbled into Kennebunkport on our way to Portland, that my dad would want to visit George, even from across the inlet.
I honestly didn't believe that's what this house was, the Bush's cottage getaway, even as half a dozen other tourists stood at our same vantage point. But, that's what it was, and of course, now, we have the pictures to prove we said hello.
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