This is the week of the Wells Fargo PGA event, which I was so rudely reminded of on my trip to the grocery store. They shut down the road that runs past the golf course at the country club.
Somebody important must be in town, other than the golfers. As I was returning home, traffic stopped for a caravan unlike anything I have ever seen in Charlotte. It began with four police motorcycles and a car blocking the intersection, followed by four fire trucks, more police cars – marked and unmarked, followed by a van with one way glass and a bus, followed by more police cars.
This I would expect on Park Avenue in New York City when the president is in town, but not here in sleepy Charlotte. They were turning into an office park near the big hospital near the interstate exit.
If you plan to watch the PGA event this weekend, keep an eye out for the big fat guy wearing a white John 3:16 T-shirt. That might be me.