So yesterday I'm at my desk and a co-worker calls me and say's a bunch of them are walking to the corner to see the motorcade pass by on it's way to the library...
I think, "So what, sure it's a president, but he's dead"...
10 minutes later I think maybe I'll just grab the bike and ride the 200 yards just to get out of the work I'm staring at. So I jump on the commuter and pedal slowly to the corner, I notice a rather large crowd cheering and clapping.... I hop off the bike, get my camera out and just them the hearse passes by so I take a quick shot.
That's it. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
I think, "So what, sure it's a president, but he's dead"...
10 minutes later I think maybe I'll just grab the bike and ride the 200 yards just to get out of the work I'm staring at. So I jump on the commuter and pedal slowly to the corner, I notice a rather large crowd cheering and clapping.... I hop off the bike, get my camera out and just them the hearse passes by so I take a quick shot.
That's it. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.