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I lingered for awhile not wanting to leave, half wishing for some kind of sign from Matt.
And he arrived. His name is Leif. He had spotted the wall yesterday and decided to return to get a few shots. I wonder if it's a coincidence that Leif is visiting from Seattle where Matt and his family are from. And I wonder if it's a coincidence that according to Wikipedia "Leif" is Scandinavian in origin and can be pronounced "Life". I think not. I think it's not a coincidence at all, and I think that Matty wants us to know that The Hive Does Live On.
This guy was throwing out beads, and I couldn't believe it when one landed right by my feet. I also couldn't believe it when it got snatched right out of my hands . . .
by the woman on the right. Looks like she gave it to her mom, so all was forgiven.
After this picture was taken, the beautiful woman gave me and Les our only beads for the night, and we didn't even have to expose anything.
The booze was flowing . . .
but not for me and Les. We got some jambalaya with cornbread instead, and boy was it good!









Me and Les were in the perfect spot when the parade started.



