This helicopter led the way.
"What's going on," I ask.
"The moving wall is coming to town. There is a huge caravan of motorcycles and cars riding with the wall, and people are lined up all along 31, in the rain, just to welcome it."
I put my paint brush down and said, "let's go."
It was the longest line of motorcycles and cars I've ever seen, joining the caravan for the wall. I was teary-eyed. You could just tell some of those guys were Vietnam Vets. Notice all of the cars pulled over along the opposite side of the road. People stood outside, in the rain, waving at them and clapping as they rode their bikes and cars along with the wall.
This is the welcome our men should have received when they came home from Vietnam in the 70's.
God bless our veterans.
PS - Because of too many other commitments I didn't get to see the wall. Next time.