i love a parade.
i kind of wish they had a parade once a month downtown where i live.
it’s not because i like having tons of traffic.
or restricted access to the coffee shop i wanted to patronize this morning.
or because i actually want to attend (i seldom do).
so why?
it’s because i like the commotion.
the hubbub.
the fuss.
the spectacle.
the sense that something is happening; something to see, gawk at, wonder at. bright colors, marching band music, folks meandering with kids down the sidewalk.
it feels like something good is happening, and like i perhaps might just live in an episode of the gilmore girls.
and i rather like that quality in my saturdays.
so, really, beyond my immense admiration for what our veterans actually have done for our country, today i also love them for having a parade.
how thoughtful. this veteran thanks you!