50 Bikers Blocked a Funeral After Protesters Screamed at a Dead Soldier’s Mother

And the next one. And every one after that, until there’s nobody left to do it for.”

He walked me back to Earl. The two of them shook hands. Earl tried to say thank you and Doc waved it off.

“We’re gonna escort you to the reception, if that’s all right with you folks.”

Earl couldn’t speak either. He just nodded.

I didn’t know what a biker escort meant.continue reading …