I can’t remember how many times I’ve stood on a street corner in an American town, waiting for a parade.
The parades I go to have never marched in River City. They would have nowhere to put 76 trombones. They assemble along hundreds of Main Streets, far away from important places, throughout the constellation of small towns that dot America’s vast interior. These are parades that march for their own communities, which very often feel invisible to the nation, and very often are. But that’s not the defining story of these towns! They know they’re not invisible. Ha! Far from it.
Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, Nebraska, Arkansas, Nevada, Wyoming, Utah… not only do towns in these regions have parades, they have a lot of parades. There is always the Fourth of July, Homecoming, some kind of Fall Harvest, a Christmas Lights Parade, and various high school, county fair, Volunteer Fire…
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