We saddled up around 1:00 that afternoon and hit the road. The procession lasted about 10 minutes as we ran from Polish Club in South Hadley to Beech Street in downtown Holyoke. The ride was preceded by the local police and followed by the man of honor, Sgt. Josh Bouchard, bringing up the rear in a vintage Pontiac GTO.

I'll never forget pulling out of that parking lot, Josh in the back seat of that car, both arms in the air waving, a huge smile on his face, and I believe I saw tears streaming down his face. The site brought a lump to this bikers throat and mist to my eyes.
The South Hadley and Holyoke Police had all major intersections shut down between our starting and ending point allowing us a smooth ride all the way in. There were folks here and there along our riding route, most waving flags.

As we arrived on Beech Street, we ran into a wall of people. All were cheering, many waving flags and signs welcoming Josh home. There was a beautiful, massive flag suspended from two of the local fire departments ladder trucks right over Beech Street. It was all a little overwhelming.
We turned into a parking lot, immediately killed the bike and began filming the rest of the procession. It seemed like it went on forever! My niece, Chelsea, was handling video while I positioned myself across the street to take some still shots.
The processing went on and on, motorcycle after motorcycle. Just when it seemed like it may never end, the "colors" came through. These were the folks flying full sized flags off of their bikes. They were followed by a bagpipe marching band, and the Color Guard. Finally, the blue GTO came into sight. People where yelling their thanks and many even reaching into the car to shake Josh's hand personally.