My little town has one of the biggest Independence Day celebrations around, complete with parade, three-day carnival, and a huge fireworks display. It is always held the weekend AFTER the actual Fourth of July, so that way everyone from other towns can do their own local thing on the holiday weekend, then come to Rainier the following weekend. The fireworks are launched from a barge in the middle of the gigantic Columbia River, so it is safe and won’t start any wildfires. People come from miles around and converge on our tiny settlement and part of the fun for me is simply seeing people all over the place.
Pedro and his kids came early Saturday morning so we could see the parade. I have not yet been to the Rainier parade, and was delighted with it as I knew I would be. Have you ever been to a small-town parade? They are completely unlike big parades, and have an irresistible charm.
The kids, Pedro, and I were having a pretty good time. I had forgotten about candy at parades. I think for the kids, it was the ONLY thing going on. It was quite entertaining to watch the antics of small people (and sometimes their parents) angling for the best candy haul. Even Pedro got into the fray, jumping down off our concrete perch to grab some candies and bring them back up to us. After a while, people in the parade began trying to launch sweets up to us folks sitting on the wall up the hill. Sometimes the confectionaries made it!
After the parade we went home and fed the kids to fill their bellies with something other than sweets. We played frisbee out in the backyard and hung around home till evening and cooler weather, then went back into town to the carnival.
The place was packed and we waited in lines for SO LONG to get onto the rides. What pandemic? Pedro and I went on one called DROP ZONE that carried us straight up into the air, three stories high, then dropped! Pure panic. I screamed so much it was hilarious! I wish I had a recording of that, oh my gosh. We played games like shooting water guns to fill up balloons, throwing darts at balloons, throwing rings over rubber duckies, tossing basketballs, etc. We ate deep fried starches bathed in sugars. Basically we did all the appropriate things. Finally, it was dark enough for fireworks. The show was about 45 minutes long and so great. I really do love fireworks. We made our way home through a couple thousand people (my town’s population must have doubled that day), and went home to bed.