Watching the Parade Go By

I’ve been a dedicated parade attendee for more than four decades. I’m not sure why. It’s not like watching a local parade is the same as enjoying the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade with its bloated, floating cartoon characters. It’s more like watching paint dry. (When the librarians stroll by, pushing book carts, you  know you’re watching aContinue reading “Watching the Parade Go By”

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