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It's A Parade...

Posted Thursday, September 16, 2010, at 1:01 PM

One of my favorite things about small town life is a parade. You get to see the good, the bad, and the ugly side of your friends, neighbors and their kids and every political candidate that has ever even considered running for office. Today the Hubs and I happened upon a parade in a nearby town...it was the parade to mark the opening of their district fair. "Oh boy", I thought..."what a great way to end an early fall day." The breeze was blowing just enough to keep the flies/mosquitoes blown away and we had all the time in the world to just enjoy a slice of small town life (even though it's a bigger town than mine it's a small town parade unless there are giant balloons overhead and a guy in a red suit at the end or everything is covered in roses or other "natural materials" like flax seed). Really, who doesn't love a parade?

Have you noticed that children will act like they haven't seen candy in three lifetimes over the amount of candy you can buy at Wal-Mart for $2 on any given day? ...as long as someone is throwing it from a moving vehicle. Would they even go to a parade if no candy was being thrown? Is it the fact that it's free...that they can take it away from the little kid next to them...that some skill is required in the candy retrieval process...that they might get run over in said process? Who knows? It does add to the suspense of the event though. Who is going to make it to the giant Tootsie Roll first ...the little girl in heels (who lets their 5 year old wear heels to a parade?) or her brother who doesn't hesitate to push over anyone who gets between him and candy of any description? See what I mean? Can't get better suspense on CSI.

Moving on to the most important part of any parade...the bands! I know this because I used to be in one! Played clarinet (yes, I know no one could hear me except my parents, but that's OK). I have been noticing there have been some startling changes in marching band-dom in the years I have been away. What are the costumes the flag girls and majorettes now wear? Some of them look like they stepped right out of "The Arabian Nights" and some just look like no one in their school knows what a majorette is suppose to look like. The best thing I saw tonight in the "Outrider" (you know, all those people with the band who are producing no music what so ever ) category was a group of majorettes wearing sequin covered costumes and MAJORETTE BOOTS with TAPS! I tell you it was a thing of beauty! You could hear them prancing up the street even before you heard the whistle of the drum major signaling the band to play. Unfortunately they did play... and march at the same time...not sure I should actually call it marching...no one seemed even vaguely interested in staying in step or in line. Most of the bands were more like a group of folks who had agreed to schlep from point A to point B while playing some music. Most of the music was good, some was even great.

It has come to my attention that no one makes floats any more....what's the deal people? Show some civic spirit! It doesn't have to look like it was designed by Michelangelo...Picasso will do....we can all do Picasso can't we? There were at least 15 floats touting political candidates...I don't actually count these as floats...let's call them entries. Just because someone can sit down on it doesn't make it a float!

We live in a rural area...I bet you know someone with a trailer you can use to show a little creativity for your fellow towns folk. Besides...it's easier to throw candy if you are sitting down!

There is one other thing true of all small town parades we should all be very proud of. We had been waiting patiently for the police cars and firetrucks that led the parade and we waved and smiled at them... Those men and women are the glue that holds our towns together... then something began to happen all up and down the street we were on....people began to applaud and stand up...It looked like we were doing the wave...I was momentarily confused until I looked closely at the next parade entry which was a ways back...further than you would expect at the front of the parade. They were moving a little slowly. It was the Color Guard...not just any color guard but one made up of elderly veterans of WWII vintage. They weren't marching quickly or with great flourish but they were carrying that flag, OUR flag, with majesty and reverence. It was impossible to look at those men and not think about the sacrifices they and their families had made for those of us standing there...and the service men and women still making those sacrifices today and carrying OUR flag just as majestically as these men. A person's mind naturally then goes to the men who are not able to be in their own small town parades because they made the ultimate sacrifice for our liberty. Needless to say there were many damp eyes and I had a pair of them.

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I love a parade, and I've been known to even knock some kids out of the way to get the best candy....for my grandkids, of course!!!

-- Posted by Auntie B on Wed, Sep 22, 2010, at 8:57 PM

good read

-- Posted by mike b on Tue, Sep 28, 2010, at 6:29 PM

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