I flew on Air Force Two for eight years.

And so I flew to St. Louis and met Ray, and he's a preacher among other things.

I flew to Cleveland, and my family rushed there in hopes that they would meet me and say what we knew might be our final goodbye.

Maybe that's one of the reasons why if you fly over west Texas, the types of wells that you're beginning to see don't look unlike those pictures of Kansas and those irrigated plots.

Like some members of the Council, I flew straight to New York from Nairobi, where I participated in the signing ceremony of the comprehensive peace agreement between the Government of the Sudan and the Sudan People's Liberation Movement.