A little too close to home

This is what it looks like when one party in a major news story lives around the corner from your house. Day and night, night and day for 5 days until they either gave up or the story ran its course. Right in our little tree-lined corner of suburbia.

One day there were 3 of these spire trucks. On any other day of the year, these streets host nothing more exciting than dog walkers and school kids.

The interior panels and lights were aglow at night, reporters at the ready.

One night coming home from work around 10 pm, the reporters perked right up as my car turned the corner. I could hear them thinking "is it HIM??" Nobody but a tired mom, here. I waved anyway. They looked pretty tired, too.