Today I went out to the gym during lunch, but was stymied trying to get home. Apparently a funeral service was going on for an officer killed in the line of duty. Max and his friend made me aware of it, but I had no idea they would be driving in my direction at 1:30. I crossed over into another shopping center, thinking it was a shortcut. Big mistake. Either way, the procession took TEN MINUTES to go by. That’s 10 minutes of police cars going about 25 miles an hour. That’s A LOT of cars! I couldn’t believe it. I kept thinking they must be going around the block and I was seeing the same cars over and over. But not so. I was told they were heading to Kennesaw. Wrong place at the wrong time, but it was still moving to see such a display for someone that gave their life before Christmas. At least for the first 3 minutes.