Glen Reynolds blogged a bit today (with great photos about the annual Rolling Thunder parade in D.C. and the Washington Post article on the event.
I didn't mention it in my previous post, but as we were driving down, just south of Harrisonburg, we passed a long procesion of motorcycles heading north for th event. I'd estimate that for at least 10 minutes a trail of bikers was driving north. It was a pretty damn impressive sight to see.
At Dinner the talk once again turned to the stickers my father in law printed up with 4 of his buddies in the 69th Armor Division Association:. He was saying that the other day (while still in D.C. and before heading down here) that he was stopped at a traffic light when a two seater Audi sportscar pulled up. The guy in the passanger seat was yelling at him and pointing to his sticker, and making a big deal out of it. His name - Wesley Clarke.
As the Col. said tonite - what a feckless wimp.
Always has been. Always will be.