When I was a child our town, population of less than 2000 people, had a little parade.
The different groups in the ward (local Mormon congregation) would decorated floats.
The women would wear the long dresses and we would dress up like cowboys and indians, decorate a wagon to look like a covered wagon and walk down the middle of the street to the city park for a picnic and games.
As a highschool student I marched in several parades in Salt Lake, once as the drum major for our marching band (our band had about 40 people in it). It was usually very hot in Salt Lake City and we would sweat a lot, not fun! I'd get back home later in the day and mom and dad would tell me that they saw us on TV.
The day doesn't mean a thing to me now, except it was fun to remember the past.
And now thanks to my heathen pirate friends that still live in Utah, they've renamed it: "Pie 'n beer day"!!
If you get a chance; lift a brew, have some pie and toast the pioneers today! What a nice way to bring in the weekend.
Happy Friday!
5 comments:
Love your pics.
And when did the parade reenact Brigham Young fucking all his wives??
Pie n' beer... gonna have to remember that one... great pun.
What?? No mention of multiple wives and discrete underwear. I'm disappointed. Oh, and where's the shout out to the Men on a Mission calendar????
i like the notion of pie and beer day
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