Volunteer day

It seems like my days belong to others lately. . . . . .which is strange considering I don't have any kids. But today had me out at the Superweek race in Cedarburg. I marshaled a busy corner. Between older people needing to drive through the course, slow pedestrians crossing the road and a road crash leaving 3 or 4 riders in need of medical attention, it was a busy day. Thankfully it didn't appear the crash inflicted worse than severe road rash. . . . . .but still, it was scary to watch. I think I'll stick to the dirt.