Sort of the south

We're back in Fredericksburg just about two months after Sandy's Grandmother's funeral. This time it is for Dave Crain's funeral. Dave was a friend to Sandy for 20 years, almost a brother, and I've known Dave for about 15 years. His family is like the family I never had. So, we're here in Fredericksburg and glad to be helpful by running errands and getting things coordinated for the service tomorrow.

But (!) while out we've seen some typical (or what I think is typical) southern Virginia items.

I didn't even know Virginia had an "anti-terrorism" license plate!


And of course the classic:

So it goes...