When I was little, I used to watch the high school band practice near our house. I would often exclaim, "Look, Mom, a big banner!" I love parades. I love the floats, the military machines, the horses, but mostly the bands. We are lucky to have one of the best high school marching bands in the US here (American Fork High). The parade was a bit shorter than usual, and the skies were a bit overcast, and that means happy people (okay happy kids). The non-runners staked out a spot while the runners did their thing. We had a great time.
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