That's my boy front and center, backed by about 70% of the total crowd that participated in his bike ride & dance party.
As I mentioned before, he had gotten a parade permit — perhaps as a response to my semi-humorous suggestion that might need one — and was glad he did. He said that at one point on the ride, a bit after midnight,
"…a squad car rolled up a block away and
stopped. We were on an area off of the greenway, which is why he had to keep his distance if he wasn't going to drive on the trail…But we walked over, told him exactly what we were doing, told him we had a parade permit…And name/position dropped
the lady we got the permit from and he had no problem…and drove off, without a closer look…And that was it for police interaction."
Whew. I would not have liked to have to bail my boy out of jail. Although, come to think of it, that would mean all three of my menfolk had been arrested. Not me, though; I am squeaky clean. It's the knitting. Keeps us honest. Or at least sneaky…
I was following the Facebook comments before the event.
A few more photos from the Facebook albums of the participants.