Memory March

I went biking today to find the apartment of a sister I am scheduled to visit teach.  Our appointment will be in late afternoon...dark.  So I wanted to know where I was going.  Coming home, I ran into a Muslim Memory March for the grandson of Mohammad who refused to bow  to the caliph and died in the desert with his followers from thirst after  being surrounded by the enemy.....  I asked someone the reason for the march and I was caught in hundreds of marching people.  I heard tonight there were 3,000 and stopped traffic.  Glad it wasn't a protest.  The picture just gives you a little taste of the action.