Let's say it's a glorious day in July. Warm, but not too hot. Not a cloud in the sky.
Let's say there's a street fair. It's big. Tens of thousands of people are attending. It stretches on for blocks with artists and food and music and people, people, people.
Let's say it was a long, wet, dreary spring. Longer and wetter than it ususally is. Even in Portland, Oregon.
And let's say, there's a funky gospel choir made up of at-risk African American youth in their white robes, singing loudly and joyfully about their Lord.
What would YOU do in this situation?
Well, here's what THIS guy did:
God bless the freaks.