Later on in the day, I noticed this kid high five any soldier that would march by. The first time it I noticed it happened out of the corner of my eye, and obviously I’m not that fast with the camera. The second time there were too many runners between them and myself. Another soldier went by, but unfortunately on the opposite side of the road. I waited and watched down the road, hoping that even though the five hour mark was approaching, another soldier would still come by.
After a while I got my chance. Simultaneously both myself and the kid took our position in the street, me on one knee, the kid’s arm outreached. As the soldier approached, instead of amusing the youngster with just another high five, he reaches up, tears the American flag off his uniform, and gives it to the boy. Of course the exchange was sealed with another high five, at which point I took my picture. I decided that would be a good point to end my shooting that day, and this also ends my series of marathon photos for now. Until I run out of other things to post that is.