Concerning the Events of June 13, 1927
Tickertape showered down in torrents on the day of the return of the hero triumphant. Men applauded and threw their hurrahs from the curbsides and storefronts. Women waved and cheered and cried to glory, hanging out from the tall windows and spilling from the stoops along the avenue. Children waved flags atop the shoulders of their fathers and hanging from lampposts and squeezed amidst the masses. It seemed the whole city came together in ecstatic rejoice. Unbeknownst to all, an aged janitor swept the dusty halls of a vacant office building three blocks down, refrained and far from the world.