Patriotic Fun

One thing that I love about living where I do, is the small town feel without being in a small town. This past Saturday they had their annual Independence Day Parade. Yes, it was early but still fun.

This year's parade was considered to be a huge success because we had two floats and two marching bands plus several other entries including the Utah Jazz Bear. I get teary-eyed every year when I attend this parade. I can't explain why. Maybe it is the small town feel, a sense of community or the amount of candy that we collect to take home. That is one thing you don't see in big city parades.

We live right around the corner from the beginning of the parade with our church parking lot as the hub for the parade participants before they make their 2 or 3 mile walk to the park. We like to find a shady spot in front of an old house with a view of the very beginning of the parade.

Me, Livy, my mom, some lady, and my little sister Kachena.
Livy would stand out in the street watching the floats line up. The first parade entry was our Police Officers on their motorcycles. When they came by with the sirens blaring, Livy no longer thought that the parade was fun and cling to me for dear life. I personally enjoyed it.
Our city's float.
One of the entries.
Some of the Jazzercise ladies that I workout with. I was asked to be in the parade but working out for 2 to 3 miles in the summer heat did not sound like fun.

Happy Independence Day!