The number of persons attending the vigil had a lot of meaning to the families.

Look at the city slicker pulling up in his fancy German car.

The leader, an upright, broad-shouldered old man, with snow-white hair, half halts his horse with a handwave of salutation, as he reaches the Imperial Crown Prince, then gallops on with the latter hanging close on his flank.

Spinning is my check-out time for meditation, reviewing the day's events and recharging myself for the days to follow.