Thursday was the annual Earle Brown Days parade that has always gone down
Dupont Ave N on the fourth Thursday in June. I got home from work at about 1:30PM that day and I passed row after row of chairs already setup for a parade that was starting five hours later. Since I had already invited half the ward to come and put out the
FaceBook notice, I thought I had better get all the chairs out on the curb to reserve our spots in front of the house. The
Winkels always came to the parade but since they would be coming from Texas and would be really tired, I thought I would reserve some front row seats for them. So here they are: Yeah for the
Winkels.
But alas, they were no-shows. Maybe next year. Here is mom with the two cuties.
I will just let you enjoy the photos and not say too much. Most of you know these people.
Andrew and Brandon will be spending a couple of days with us.
The refreshment table was full. It was so full that a group of unknown teenage kids starting gathering at the end of the driveway. Jeff mentioned that they were eyeing the the refreshments. I was close enough to shew them away after they started reaching for the goodies. I think they were singing, "I'm Bad, I'm Bad" in honor of the king of pop. And they were, for trying to take our stuff without an invitation.
This was Sara's first parade appearance since
before her mission. Welcome back.
Anna is showing off her fruit snake, I mean snack, skills.
Parade wavers
Don't cross that white line!
Jordan was the king of the band. When he arrived, we, the parade viewers, drowned out the band when we hollered "Jordan" over and over again. He did hear us, he told us afterwards, but he didn't crack a smile - just the stoic parade marching look.
Ronald McDonald was there and we were hoping he would toss out some burgers or French fries but no luck.
Clowns were entertaining.
Collecting and discussing the loot.
Live snakes were a hit.
Peter had fun stuffing small beach balls into his shirt and pants.
BFFs.
But alas, they were no-shows. Maybe next year. Here is mom with the two cuties.
I will just let you enjoy the photos and not say too much. Most of you know these people.
Andrew and Brandon will be spending a couple of days with us.
The refreshment table was full. It was so full that a group of unknown teenage kids starting gathering at the end of the driveway. Jeff mentioned that they were eyeing the the refreshments. I was close enough to shew them away after they started reaching for the goodies. I think they were singing, "I'm Bad, I'm Bad" in honor of the king of pop. And they were, for trying to take our stuff without an invitation.
This was Sara's first parade appearance since before her mission. Welcome back.
Anna is showing off her fruit snake, I mean snack, skills.
Parade wavers
Don't cross that white line!
Jordan was the king of the band. When he arrived, we, the parade viewers, drowned out the band when we hollered "Jordan" over and over again. He did hear us, he told us afterwards, but he didn't crack a smile - just the stoic parade marching look.
Ronald McDonald was there and we were hoping he would toss out some burgers or French fries but no luck.
Clowns were entertaining.
Collecting and discussing the loot.
Live snakes were a hit.
Peter had fun stuffing small beach balls into his shirt and pants.
BFFs.
2 comments:
Those pictures were so wonderful to look at. I loved seeing so many of my favorite people. But neither you or Judy were in there. Was that on purpose? Thanks for the memories.
Hi Uncle Ron!
This is Analee. I can't believe I missed the Earle Brown Days Parade! We've been going to that ever scince we moved there! There aren't any pearades here that I know of. Boring state huh? Oh, well. I guess I will just have to get used to it.
Oh, well.
C U L8R!
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