During the era where the Westboro Baptist Church was protesting soldiers funerals, they weren’t allowed to enter private property, but they could be on public property.
One of the guys I went to school with died and we got word that WBC was going to be protesting his funeral. Everyone who could parked on the street that day and took up every public parking area, stores and churches closed their parking lots so they could “repaint” or “resurface”, the local national guard, ems, firefighters, and police, had a coordinated “community outreach” where they shuttled people to the graveyard because we had done such a good job of blocking every parking spot that you would have had to walk for about 6 miles to get to the graveyard. Finally the local biker gang escorted in the hearse and parked at the entrance so when the protesters showed up they just revved their bikes until the protesters left.
We never heard the protesters but we did have to pause the funeral for about 15 minutes until the protesters realized the biker gang wasn’t going to let them be heard.
Apparently soldier deaths were gods way of punishing the US for not being more religious or something.