I remember the Saturday in the late nineties when I found myself in DC for the weekend. I was moving one of the kids into an apartment.
Four days earlier, I had told Mr ConfettiMan that I was going to try and join them on the Saturday regular protest if I had the chance.
The weather had turned to cold rain and he and others such as the good Dr had left early. I walked the entire fence perimeter twice looking to finally meet them in person. It didn’t happen, much to my disappointment. I told the kid involved that I just pee’d on the fence and left, and knowing how much I detested Clinton, she thought I was serious for a moment.
Both of these young vibrant fellows, activists to the core, ready to put their time on the line, gone way too young. They have my prayers but also my gratitude for their leadership.
Good God...you just brought back a memory...I was in DC on business early 98??? and went to the WH...I had just discovered FR Thanksgiving 1997 and I saw this guy holding a sign in front of the WH...it was Joe V...I was living in FL and doing solo protesting on my own down there, so he was a kindred spirit...my God, that only seems like a few years ago.