Neither one had ever been in a parade and they thought it was the greatest!
I had fun too, saw lots of familiar faces along the parade route.
Let us never forget our veterans. They are always at the beginning of the parade.
It seems like the group gets smaller and smaller with each passing year.
My husband (also a Viet Nam vet) drove a truck for the WWII vets that are no longer able to march. I had a lump in my throat this year, as this was Dad's favorite holiday and he is no longer able to even ride in the truck. Our Gannon marched behind the truck in Great-Grandpa's honor.
A parade wouldn't be a parade without Abbey. She decorated her bike and rode behind Gannon.
What a clan!! All EIGHT grandchildren showed up to cheer their Grandpa on today. Four of them were in the parade and the other four (little ones) had fun watching. What would we do without them???
Time to do a little cookout and spend some family time. Hope you all have a wonderful holiday.
Until next time...