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Saturday, June 20, 2009

Main Street, U.S.A.

I'm sitting on a curb with about a thousand of my closest new friends. There is a smell in the air of pending rain, popcorn, funnel cake, and cotton candy. The main street is closes to everything but foot traffic. The parade starts in 10 minutes. Small town parades aren't just about making cool floats and winning prizes. This is a place for the bigger family that is the small town to get together, to connect, to catch up on who's doing what. This is a place for the city to show off not only it's shiny new police cruisers and vintage firetrucks, but they will also parade the new snow plow and the new street sweeper. The trash company will slowly roll out their best trucks. Kids will ride bicycles. Shriners will ride Goldwings. Police will ride horses. Hippies will ride rafts. Beauty queens will sit in the back of 90s era Mustang convertables.

This is small town, USA, and I have a front row seat on main street.

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