Belle and I took a couple of the grandids to the Buckeye Christmas parade this afternoon. A small-town parade, we had the high school marching band, we had horses and old cars and floats and a fire truck.
I have a grandson, Zach, in that band somewhere. He plays the trombone. I never did get a clear shot at him.
But, the floats were nice, the Shiners had their little go-cart trucks, and the candy thrown to the kids was excessive. Our youngest, Lucas, managed to score the bigger portion of a Wal-Mart bag full of candy and gee-dunk. After the parade, we took him to his momma, who was amazed at the amount of tooth-rot he was bringing in the house. He'll be on a sugar high for a week.
Small town Christmas parades. I love 'em..
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Love small town Christmas parades. Went on my first "date" at one, took a girl from school (I was 12, she was 13, we were in the same grade, and I had a terrible crush on her!) to the local drive-in burger joint on my little Appaloosa stud horse after the parade. And she actually kissed me, when I got her back to her parent's car!
Don't think my feet touched the ground for a week!
Thanks for the memories!
Yep, always impressive, and it's a chance for the local folks to get out the 'toys' and play with them.
They are a lot of fun aren't they?
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