Bring them back

Up at the Cathedral this week, the priests blessed the warriors.  “I guess we aren’t dirt bags anymore?” suggested one of the tattooed bike riders from out west.  Mostly they come from the South and the West, these former “military guys” as I call them…black and white and in-between, male and female and in-between.  Shades of glory.

They are vets of every stripe, many riding big comfy bikes these days.  Many of them are aging Baby Boomers with creaky joints. Their numbers have grown in recent years as newer younger riders from other wars join them. They call themselves Rolling Thunder. And they are an awesome sight growing more awesome each year when they roll into town on Memorial Day.

I know some of them, I was a military dependent for 22 years…a waiting wife, first to a Marine, then a soldier. The soldier had two tours in Vietnam.  We argued a lot. He drove his bike into a ditch trying to keep his Rob Roy from spilling. He was an OK guy, but we were incompatible.  It happens.

The mission of Rolling Thunder began following the Vietnam War.  They’re trying to bring attention to another plight of the US warrior, the return of the remains of the missing warriors.  Every now and again, excavators find  body and bring him home.

9 thoughts on “Bring them back

  1. Never heard of this group; sounds like they are accomplishing a great deal while having fun besides. I bet it ireally is quite an impressive sight to see them rolling into “town”. We did see motorcycle groups often when we did so many roadtrips — and shared campgrounds often with them. Always found them to be nice people and good (temporary) neighbors. Usually they were doctors, lawyers, businessmen, craftspersons etc off on vacation dressed in leathers. It isn’t a cheap hobby, they have to have a good way of making a living to do these trips.

    I hate noise, so that’s my only objection.


  2. You’re right, Rolling Thunder is an incredible sight to see. We have seen them many times both in DC and waiting to go into DC at the Pentagon meet-up point. I love this time of the year as wherever we find ourselves you see these guys heading into town, some on their own and others in larger groups. On our way out and back from the Shenandoah last weekend we passed dozens. Those motor bike engines really do sound like thunder as you hear them en masse going through the city in the parade, and that organization does an awful lot of good.


  3. Wow, I didn’t know that about motorcycle clubs. My father worked as a tailor for the marines in Hawaii. Apparently, he was well liked, because he was employed for almost all of his adult life.


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