A Fifties Fourth Comments

I remember dragging lawn chairs from Aunt Ginny’s garage to the corner, and settling in to watch the parade. Newly scrubbed fire engines, that came from nearby towns, were manned with proud and dedicated volunteers, bedecked in boots and hats and sparkled in the sunshine. The Elks, The Moose, Knights Of Columbus, VFW and Kiwanis guided trailers adorned with patriotic themes... crepe paper covered by ardent auxiliary spouses in cramped garages.

Along the route, high school bands with braided shoulders and tasseled boots, strutted their stuff. Cub Scouts, Boy Scouts, Girl Scouts, Brownies, Indian Guides, and Mrs. Susan’s Dance Class in leotards, cavorted by, waving flags.
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