I can't tell you about it's greatest landmark.
I can't tell you it's main economic contributor.
And I can't tell you even what direction it is from my house.
But what I can tell you is that those folks are cool.
Last week, the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, while I was hustling and bustling in search of the all-powerful cranberry sauce, the folks in Harrisonville were standing in line. A long line. A very long line.
A line of between 2,000 and 3,000 people. Men, women and children. And frankly it wasn't just Harrison folks...some people drove from 3 or 4 counties away to stand. Kids got out of school to stand.
If you are from or know life in a small town, it makes you proud. It is what we do.
You have probably heard, no matter where you live in the United States about the minister, aka Wing Nut as Lori would say, Fred Phelps and his family church from Kansas, who are famous for (besides just being plain stupid) protesting military funerals.
Speak his name here, and you will get an instant reaction.
We live down the street a bit from a funeral home. You can always tell when a military funeral is about to be held. It isnt' just the flags that are flying in reverance that gives it away.
It is the Hell's Angels in line as well.
The Hell's Angels, known as the Patriot Guard Riders, attend as many military funerals around here as possible, just in case Fred and family decide to show. If you don't know about Fred's antics, you can look him up on your own time. I wouldn't want to share his antics here.
The Hell's Angels, known as the Patriot Guard Riders, attend as many military funerals around here as possible, just in case Fred and family decide to show. If you don't know about Fred's antics, you can look him up on your own time. I wouldn't want to share his antics here.
These 3,000 folks came out to line the street of the funeral procession so that the Fred family would not have a space within 1/3 mile of the church so the family, laying their son to rest, wouldn't have to hear the protesting during the funeral. As a matter of fact, Fred's family did show and was basically overwhelmed and gave up. They were gone before the family arrived.
Hooray for solidarity!
Army Captain Jacob R. Carver, age 20, was a member of the Freeman Airborne Divisionand was killed by a suicide bomber in Afghanistan.
Rest in peace, Captain Carver. Three thousand folks have your back, soldier.
