I did a post while back about my extreme dislike for parades (it’s located here in case you need a reminder of the loathing).
Yet even with with these strong feelings of contempt for people marching and waving down the street, I was really excited when I read my July 4th assignment covering a neighborhood parade. But this wasn’t just any neighborhood parade, this was a parade OF neighbors BY neighbors in THEIR own neighborhood.
Sure it was lead off by a fire engine and a few Queenly dignitaries showed up to do their “arm, arm, wrist wrist” waving, but there weren’t any floats (unless you count the radio flyer wagon that “Bubbles” the Yorkshire Terrier was riding in). The only band consisted of a kid with a drum playing a marching beat and a boom box playing John Phillip Sousa tunes. Oh and only one handful of candy was tossed at a sugar-starved rabid pack of children on the curb.
The almost mile route took only about 15 minutes and consisted mainly of kids on their decorated bikes (which took me back to back in the day when my friends and I would decorate our bikes with streamers and get to ride in the Cherry Festival Parades).
It was by far the best parade I have ever covered.
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