I’m once again back from a conference – this time in Fort Worth and this time with my brother – who also did workshops.
I like conferences. I like meeting the people and getting an opportunity to talk with leaders from all around the country. But sometimes going and coming goes and comes so quickly, you don’t even know where you’ve come and where you’ve gone. And conferences are actually a lot of work. They take major preparation and on the day of the conference, I usually talk for four – to six straight hours.
Friday I got up at four o’clock a.m. to be ready for the limo and to get to the airport in time for the flight. We landed in Dallas and immediately headed for the Dealey Plaza – the place where Kennedy was shot. Of course, I’ve seen a lot of pictures of the plaza. I think the thing that surprised me was how small the area is that you always see in the pictures. The Texas Book Depository now has a museum on the top two floors – called The Sixth Floor Museum. The cost to get in was a little high and probably not worth it – but still – because I saw it on the news, it was interesting.