A hot hot hot day (probably 95 degrees fahrenheit) in small town Utah, here we are sitting on the hot asphalt watching a homey parade. We never did see any strawberries. They threw candy, does that count?
Spectators
Smokey the Bear!
The band.
At this point the corn maze guy was facing the wrong way, I screamed "Hey corn man, turn around", my mother was embarrassed and wondered who I learned this behavior from. I'm pretty sure I learned this from myself and anyway, it worked. :)
What parade has a demolition derby ad, plus the banged up automobile!
1 comment:
It doesn't take much to embaress your mother. Hah Hah!! I'm glad that you are you and not a clone of her. Even though she is a great person, we need individuality. Love the blog!
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