|4th of July Parade Quilt Block|
Here is the continuing story of our local 4th of July parade, written by my oldest son, Sean. Enjoy!
Tradition of Parade Makes for Memories, Visits to the Dentist, continued
"There are days you look forward to as a kid - days you get presents, or get out of school, or go to your grandma's house. Among these there are several candy days throughout the year. You know, days when parents go soft, when candy supersedes all other food groups, and you eat until you get sick. Living in Monument, July 4 is a Candy Day right up there with Easter egg hunts and Halloween trick-or-treating.
"To watch the parade is really to stand, weight forward and eyes alert, in the ready position to catch goodies thrown from floats as they pass. Everybody gets in the act. Kids dogpile on gravel with complete unconcern for bodily harm if only to snare one more Tootsie Roll. Village Inn furnishes thousands of dum-dums for the occasion. Soccer teams, Boy Scouts and Brownie troops stock bags of cheek-puckering, teeth-rotting treats to throw to the throngs. Aware of the potentially vast cavity of impending disaster, and perhaps in sporting negligence of their own business, the dentist's office cruises by, hurling toothbrushes to counteract the superfluous sugar.
"The parade is an occasion for everyone, and for every sense. Your ears get the brunt of the action on several occasions. Muzzle-loaders in coonskin hats strut by with their guns, loading and reloading, pausing occasionally to let some poor, unsuspecting youngster pull the trigger, sending the surrounding half-mile into a tizzy. An assembly of lads in kilts fills the air with the music of bagpipes, transforming Second Street into a miniature Edinburgh. And bringing up the rear, announcing themselves from afar, is the procession of local fire engines. The gathering of the area's finest machines, paint shimmering and hoses gleaming, projects its ear-splitting melodies for miles.
"Little children wave mini American flags and old men smile at memories. Clowns wheel by laughing on unicycles. The band marches up the street beating a constant rhythm. There are old men in little cars and young men in old cars, girls riding horses and boys selling drinks.
"Every town should have a parade. It is such an intricate part of Independence Day in Monument that for a while, I thought every town did. It brings out the soul of the town in tradition and spirit, nostalgia and vitality.
"I just wish I wasn't too old for candy."
Our latest family member, ready for the 4th of July!
You might also enjoy reading the first part of the story here.