I love a parade

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Today at 10 a.m. on Yosemite Avenue is Madera’s Old Timers Day parade. Come out to see the bands, horses, floats and help our town celebrate its roots. This year I will just be on the sidelines enjoying the festivities. In my 56 years in Madera, I have participated in almost every aspect of this annual celebration.

My family photo album has pictures of my brothers and I in the parade when I was so small they had to pull a wagon down the street with me in it.

One year with my cousins, Kary and Lori Kirk, we walked the route in long dresses, bonnets and parasols. In 1964, the year of the British invasion, we dressed in blue jeans and Beatle boots, carried guitars and called ourselves the Humbugs. One year my mom and her friends represented the local Democratic Party by scooping up the inevitable horse poop from the parade route symbolically promising to clean up local politics. At the time, I was in high school and found the experience embarrassing. Now, looking back on it I think it’s hilarious...

 

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