Here we are, all lined up waiting to go. My bike is the second one with two flags. We escorted a huge truck the was transporting the 'Wall That Heals' into town. We are usually invited to escort it.
It's such an honor. You'll never forget it if you ever see it. Kids by the street waving flags. Fire departments with huge flags hung from their ladder trucks while they stand by the side of the road, at attention, saluting as we go by. Nothing can duplicating that kind of pride.
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