Tomorrow, those partying parade people, the Madera Kiwanis Club will be doing their best to provide Maderans with memories at this year’s Old Timers Day Parade. Later, in Courthouse Park, the same will hold true for the efforts of the Historical Society.
Yours truly has participated in a few and followed everything from marching bands to mounted patrols, watching where I stepped walking down main street.
More old timers and history: Ever since this meager scribe can recall, the Madera Breakfast Lions have been grilling delicious steaks in the park on Old Timers Day. They’ll be there again this year. The Lions sweat and their ladies serve. It’s all for a wonderful cause: the youth of our town.
A rare, old photo not yet tossed (how’d I miss that one?) shows this future scribe as a kid decked out (ah, Mom, do I hafta?) with Roy Rogers cap pistols on each hip, a red cowboy hat and boots, riding down main-street. Not on a horse, but my tricycle. The boots had been purchased the day before from Brammer’s Shoes. The morning of the parade Mom panicked for a moment when she couldn’t find me after I snuck into Morris & Hass grocery (B St. and Yosemite) before the parade to get an R.C. Cola and a free frankfurter...