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Even houses get decked out for the 4th of July |
I love a parade. And so do millions of other people. Especially in small towns do people turn out to watch a parade. This year I got to watch the rodeo parade in Livingston, Montana, which reminded me so much of when we lived in Pampa, Texas.
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We picked a spot in the shade of the Post Office to watch the parade. |
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Crowds gathered in 90 degrees heat long before the parade started. |
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Let parade begin |
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Woody, a real beauty |
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Kids line the street, scrambling to collect candy |
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One of the first entrants, I wonder how long this Cub Scout lasted. |
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We would never have made it to Montana from Texas driving these cars. But wait, pioneers rode in wagons and on horseback. |
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Bagpipe players in Montana? Life is filled with surprises. |
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Twirlers and majorettes from 1957 until now marched in their school colors. How cool. |
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"Mothers, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys." Yeah, right. |
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20 Mule Team Borax? No. Outfitters. |
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Who dares dissent? Or argue with Betsy Ross? |
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A unicycle or a tri-cycle? Yes, he can ride and juggle. |
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A mad hatter |
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This horse is walking backwards. |
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The flavor of the Old West, cowboys and Indians |
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Patriots and Old Glory, and an old movie theater, too |
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Oodles of vintage cars in pristine condition … |
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… but this '55 Chevy had fuzzy dice |
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Clowns floated by |
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A skunk bug made a big stink |
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Is it over?
Come back next year. We just might. |
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