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“Why don’t we go for a drive?”
It was an innocent question from my wife after I had just vented over editorial issues with the paper, and my first thought was that – yeah, I needed to get away.
“We could go up to Wisconsin and hit Target for some Charmin, stop by a winery I want to see and when was the last time you were served inside a restaurant? We could go to the steak house where Catie and Jake had their rehearsal dinner.”
With a plan formed, we hopped into my wife’s car – never dreaming we were about to participate in our own version of a Chevy Chase movie.
On our way up into Wisconsin,...
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