It’s been a decade since I’ve gone to New Orleans for anything that wasn’t a) Mardi Gras, b) an Alabama football game, or c) a Dad 2.0 conference. All 3 of these are normally cold events in January or February, so a trip in late March for some warmer weather and significantly less crowding with my bride? Was awesome. The impetus for my 24th trip to New Orleans was a legal conference of 2 half-day sessions on Saturday and Sunday. We flew down Friday evening, had dinner with…
Before this year’s Dad 2.0 Summit, I’d only been to San Antonio with the Air Force. In July 1995, I spent 4 weeks in field training (which is like basic training, but for college kids in ROTC), and all I knew about San Antonio is it was really hot, the mail took longer than I thought it should take from Alabama, and that under extreme stress, I could go 8 days without pooping. In January 2001, I rode “space available” in a C-130 to a base near San…