Since my first PUT ride, I've marked the end of the ride with another ride, either solo or with a small group. It's a good way to loosen up the legs and clear the head after a pretty intense four days of riding. This year I took a trip along Rock Creek for Sam, who loved to fish.
The rain held off for the Candlelight Vigil, but the evening was cool. The PUT riders changed from the familiar PUT jersey into our various department's dress uniforms to escort survivors.
Rest in Peace, Samuel Kent Brownlee.
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