Ever since I was small I remember my grandfather parkign his motor home down town and us going to the parades. He would have treats and hot cocoa and we could sit inside and watch the parade go by. So it is no mystery to me, why I get up at 4:30 and go set out the chairs so the kids can come at 10:30 and see the parade. They love it and I love doing it for them. Some traditions should never die.
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