It’s a great day for a parade here in Parkman. The sun shines in a near cloudless sky of azure, as the crowds begin to form. I hadn’t really planned on going, but after walking to the Post Office, I could sense the tension in the air. This was “The” Parkman Parade of the year.


They came on foot and bicycle, horse and buggies and even a pony cart.

The crowd was in a good mood and well-behaved. This is pick-up truck country, pickups with horse trailers or farm implants tagging behind. There was a bit of a conflict inside me with the large numbers of Amish present. I don’t know, but somehow, if you don’t believe in war and don’t believe in violence, showing up at a Memorial Day Parade seems a bit gauche. The idea of Memorial Day is a good one, but its application needs a bit of work. You see, the Amish were there to show their patriotism. While it’s good being different in America, it’s dangerous being too different. [cont’d.]

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