When President Obama set foot on U.P. soil, I had one goal in mind: to shake the president's hand.
My journey began at the airport Thursday morning as I watched spectators file in to see Air Force One land at Sawyer International Airport. Then everyone, except me, went outside to greet the president who took time to shake hands of spectators braving the sub-zero temperatures.
He even shook the hand of five-year-old Brandon Quayle.
"I'm never going to wash my mittens," said Brandon.
Wish I could say the same for myself, Brandon.
So I struck out at the airport. My next opportunity was to chase the motorcade while staying within the speed limit. But then I ran into my first road block...it was literally a road block.
Eventually I made my way downtown and began searching for the president. Along the way, I ran into some other people with the same goal in mind.
"I'm hoping he at least waves to us or rolls down the window and looks out and smiles at us because it's freezing out here, said spectator Nancy Lamb, who waited over an hour outside the Superior Dome. We didn't come out here for nothing. It's not everyday Obama comes to the U.P."
Finally, I decided it was time to be more aggressive. After all, it didn't seem right that a TV reporter on the presidential beat couldn't even get close to the president.
After speaking with security forces both at Sawyer International Airport and on NMU TMs campus, I was told being part of TV6 is not reason enough to meet the president. I TMm not so sure I agree.
My dreams dashed, I watched the president's speech from a classroom in the Superior Dome, while little Brandon, who probably doesn't know a thing about health care or Egypt or WiMax, is busy shaking hands with the president.
"It was cool," he said.
While I'm out in the cold: a reporter who failed on his mission.