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Who Doesn’t Love a Parade?

I love small town parades. Okay, not the time 30 years ago when the Memorial Day parade consisted of a couple of kids on bikes and the mayor carrying a Sousa-blasting boombox. That was a little embarrassing. But generally, a parade in a small town is a blast.

It’s true, you don’t get the enormous inflatables floating down the street overhead, but you have all the basics, like really loud trucks,

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people throwing candy at you, and your parents actively encouraging you to run out in the street.

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AND you get all the small-town good stuff. Running into friends on every corner.

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Opportunities to descend on one of your babysitters.

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And if you have a habit of climbing things that you oughtn’t, it’s possible you might get, ah … hung up on something.

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Yes, in fact, I did take a picture before I rescued him. If you’re surprised about that, I’d say it’s possible you haven’t been paying attention.

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