Probably the best part was the ROTC color guard (yup...the uniforms) and the singing of The Star Spangled Banner. Ashley was part of the group that sang. I would have perferred if they hadn't did some strange 'wiggling' with the high notes. I just don't like it when people mess with songs--particular that one.
Savannah likened the crowd going in to the building to that in an airport. On the way out it was just a solid crush. Complete strangers pressed into one another. Once we got back to the car I decided to check my back pocket and make sure my wallet was still there. It was, thankfully. I never did spot Aunt C. or Uncle L. I sort of shouted at Ashley on the way out. She saw us and waved and said something like, "I'll have to see you later!", since she was being carried along with the flow. She is so skinny; she doesn't weigh enough to stand her ground in a press. We didn't spot her again, so we went ahead and left.
Okay...I've got to scram.