There is little else like the Clinton, Wisonsin Memorial Day Parade. I marched in it myself for 4 years of high school band, three years of middle school band and who knows how many times I decorated my bike to ride it in. I remember it being a bigger deal than I think it really is.
We got there about 10 minutes before the parade started. After walking nearly a block (we had to park sooo far away since we were there so late) we managed to snag some front row seats. As you can tell, it was very tight there, people shoulder to shoulder squeezing in everywhere. :)
The parade included the usual fire/rescue items, the high school and middle school band, lots of tractors, local veterans and celebrities and even a couple of horses and a vehicle with people whipping out more tootsie rolls than the town of Clinton eats in five years. It took all of 15 minutes. Seriously, Jack turned around and looked at me when it was done and said, "Is that is, Mom??", as if that really actually qualified as a parade. I was thinking the same thing but I didn't think my newly-turned five-year-old would notice.
Good ol' Clinton.
Waiting for The Event.
We got there about 10 minutes before the parade started. After walking nearly a block (we had to park sooo far away since we were there so late) we managed to snag some front row seats. As you can tell, it was very tight there, people shoulder to shoulder squeezing in everywhere. :)
The parade included the usual fire/rescue items, the high school and middle school band, lots of tractors, local veterans and celebrities and even a couple of horses and a vehicle with people whipping out more tootsie rolls than the town of Clinton eats in five years. It took all of 15 minutes. Seriously, Jack turned around and looked at me when it was done and said, "Is that is, Mom??", as if that really actually qualified as a parade. I was thinking the same thing but I didn't think my newly-turned five-year-old would notice.
Good ol' Clinton.
Waiting for The Event.
Looks like they got some fancy new fire equipment.
Luke was so excited to see the tractors. As you can see in the bottom of this picture, he is waving. This is not a casual wave, this is a very excited, bold wave that can't believe there is actually a real tractor 15 feet away!
The band I marched in. I dare say these are the same uniforms they had over 15 years ago when I wore one. In fact, the band director (who was elderly when I was there) is STILL the band director, only nowadays she doesn't march with the band, she rides in a vintage car behind the band. I swear she's almost 90.
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