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

owe your son a debt we can’t pay.”

“Please,” I said. “Please come in. Please eat something.”

He looked at the men behind him. He looked back at me.

“Ma’am, if you want us in there, we’ll come in. But only if you want it. Not because you think you owe us anything. Because you don’t. You don’t owe us anything. Not ever.”

“I want you in there,” I said. “I continue reading …