I wasn't really expecting to see a lot of folks I knew, but I ended up finding my grandfather, an uncle, and six cousins in amongst the various parts of the parade. Pappy surprised us by being third in line with his 1970s-era Mercury Marquis:
One of my cousins is a flute in the marching band (just like I was) ...
And another was proud of his tractor, and trying to play it cool while his photo-crazy cousin snapped a bunch of pics ...
Mom and I "fleamarketed" like crazy all of Friday and most of Saturday, but I'm glad that we took an hour or so out of our day to watch the FFFF parade.
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Bravo for this story on the parade.
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Great to see this parade through your eyes, and how nice to see your relatives taking a part in the parade. Great post that shows a nicer part of town life.
Nice parade shots. I like the blue uniforms. What does FFFF stand for?
Nice photo. Lots of relatives in the parade makes it a mite personal.
great work
That 'ol Merc looks better in the parade than it does sitting down at the farm :) Excellent shots!
I think it would be hard for you NOT to find someone related to you at FEST...you forgot to tell everyone the whole point of the fest is to say, "Fulton Fall Folk Festival" as fast as humanly possible.
Great shots!
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I love your parade photos. I too played the flute in the marching band for many years, and that particular photo brought back fond memories. =)
Great image of Carl in his pimpmobile ;)
He's so proud of that thing.
...he needs to shine those tires up though, that would be the finishing touch.
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