We rallied just around the corner from our hero’s grandparent’s house. So we had a very short ride to meet and greet our hero. We came with horns blaring to let the town know we were there, and to get our “SHERO” as one fellow put it. It didn’t take long for Rachel to investigate what all the noise was about. Once we had her outside, we introduced her to the group. And once we got to see her smiling from ear to ear, amazingly cold air wore off. After many hand shakes, hugs, and thank yous for this “SHERO” I asked permission for us to escort her home. That quick someone yelled out “put her on the bike” which sent her over the top with joy. The knight on the steel horse agreed to take her on the bike. As we turned the corner onto Rachel’s street we could see all those American flags that get handed out by the magical workers from Operation Yellow Ribbon and we knew we brought another American hero home to her family.