It was hard to see clearly from the vantage of the press pool area, but it looked as if six soldiers or other munitions experts sat atop each turret with automatic weapons aimed at the crowd.
And the fourth black SUV in Thursday morning's motorcade was full of men brandishing the same fearsome weaponry while speeding on nearly empty city streets and a very empty Interstate 80.
So it was almost quaint when a Secret Service agent at the Grand America used his switchblade to punch a new hole in a photographer's press credential that had fallen off his lanyard.
-- Patty Henetz













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