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| Wednesday, August 21, 2003 It was just going to be another run-of-the-mill business trip. I wasn't going to get us lost (unlike the Vermont trip where we almost entered Canada). It was just Lewiston, Idaho, so I didn't expect anything interesting. I imagined a small town with a strong leaning towards agriculture. I forgot about the time I'd spend on the plane. Luckily, Mira and I each got 2 flight upgrade coupons because it was going to be a brutal trip. From O'Hare into Denver into Spokane, WA, and a drive into Lewiston. Blah. Ideally, I'd get upgraded on both legs coming back but I didn't want to push my luck and tried on all four. I scored on the leg from Denver into Spokane. First class, here I come. Master Distiller. That's whom I was sitting next to - the one and only master distiller at Jack Daniels. He started the conversation by asking me what I do. I tried to explain and I returned the favor. He dug in his pockets and produced his rather impressive business card. I bet he gets a kick out of people's reaction when they see his title. That was the highlight of my trip and probably the highlight of the month. |