When I got close, I held up my (mostly) waterproof sign that read Scientology: The Rich Man's "Religion" on the front and Salvation Does Not Have A Price TAG! on the back. After I crossed Main St., I ended up on the side of the street with the Org. Before I crossed over to the usual gathering spot, an older man passing by on that side shouted something. I didn't hear clearly what he said, but it sounded like words of support.I stayed until noon, getting soaking wet while doing my solo raid, which lasted a good half hour or more. There were about three or four, maybe more, honks from cars, lots of thumbs up, a smile, and a friendly wave. What's interesting is that the windows had no curtains up and they never came up. No handlers or even scilons peering from the windows. Did they even see me coming?Oh, and I did see what I thought was another anon. But it was just a man covering his face with a bandana.
We had several protests in the rain. Now we are going straight to the scorching stuff. Good job!