The crowd at the March was incredible. There were so many people that I couldn’t even get to a spot to take many photographs, for fear I’d never find the rest of the group again. And yes, there were porta-potties still up. But, again, we weren’t about to stop or move away from the rest of our group.
You’ll notice that it was a gorgeous day. I said to Mike Sullivan (CUF president) that with such beautiful weather, the day didn’t feel at all penitential (Jan. 22 is a day of prayer and penance in the U.S.). He agreed, but added, “God doesn’t kick his people when they’re down.”
Mike (and my shadow), sitting on the stairs of the National Gallery of Art (I think) and listening to pre-March music and speakers.
The view from one direction . . .
. . . and the other.
Nice sign. It’s worth noting that it was carried by a man.
The kids, wearing their CUF Marches for Life signs, resting after the March. They were quite the troopers.