Best. Parade. Ever.
Sure, it’s got all your standard-issue and required 4th of July parade elements — firetrucks, antique cars, cute kids on bikes, and designated parade participants whose job is to whip candy at spectators’ head.
But around here, on July 4th, it’s taken one step further. The firetrucks turn their hoses on the populace. There is massive public retaliation in the form of squirt guns, water balloons, hoses and buckets. My favorite part of the day: identifying parade-goers who don’t know what they’re in for until they’re soaked. (These people are typically wearing leather loafers and holding expensive cameras.)
There is no mercy.
“You get the lady with the baby! I got the dry guy!”
Three sopping children at parade’s end. No, it was not raining.