God called Ray home to play for the Great Man, who had just arrived.
Perfect.
I betting you're right.
"When the Saints Come Marching In"
and "America the Beautiful"
I can hear it now.
Looks like something approaching a couple of million people in DC have tried to be "in that number" when RWR came marching in one last time.
This is from the latest Reuters update on Yahoo News: "Ordinary Americans came in the thousands, with ridership on the city's underground Metro system hitting a record 850,636 trips on Wednesday alone." And that's just one mode of transportation. How many drove in, or took busses, or walked over?
Capitol Hill police are currently estimating that more than 250,000 will make it into the Rotunda to view the casket. I've seen no estimates of the number of people who lined the route from Andrews to the Capitol yesterday. But if there's someone who could supply the number of miles, it would be easy for one of our mathematically inclined FReepers to come up with an estimate since people were standing six to 15 folks deep most of the way on both sides.
In any case, the spontaneous massive outpouring of respect and affection for President and Mrs. Reagan is beyond anything anyone expected or planned for either in DC or Simi Valley. It gladdens this particular American's all-too-often weary soul.
Hadn't planned to get back online today, but needed to catch a bit of what happened when GWB and Laura arrived.
And what's best--and I mean this with all sincerity--now Ray can see him. Gives new meaning to the first verse in the song "Amazing Grace"--
"was blind, but now I see."