"Mom: I want to march with my chickens." "Are you sure, son?" "I'm sure."
![I want to march in the parade with my chickens](http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3617/3523174063_393c7cb4c2.jpg)
This car didn't have a sign, but I like to think they represented teenagers in love, circa 1978.
![No sign, just teenage love](http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3600/3523173935_a7eb6f22b5.jpg)
This was a threat to all kids in the back seat who don't behave.
![If you don't behave I'm going to squish your head in the window](http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3634/3523173981_f6f8d5e9b4.jpg)
The Beaterville Cafe Queen is always my favorite. Especially since she's atop a Gremlin.
![Beaterville Queen was delightful](http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3606/3523174325_6fa77793e7.jpg)
The fashions among the electeds are always interesting to note.
![City Commish](http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/3523173907_d73e76a879.jpg)
But then there's always the Shriners.
![my friend with his flags](http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3383/3523979356_651455bbe1.jpg)
And then there's this photo from 2006: looks like this Shriner has a favorite spot to always stand on that truckload of flags. I love it. See? Some things just stay the same.
![shriners+flags=st johns parade](http://farm1.static.flickr.com/52/149800131_93de71b0c7.jpg)
More photos from St. Johns Parade 2009 here.
3 comments:
Hey now, chickens have to be in the parade too! What a great day....I'd stop just short of calling it beautiful, fantastic Americana.
Thanks for acknowledging the middle school bands. You know how important that is to me.
I missed the kid with the chickens. I think I was too busy trying to get a snapshot of the kid wheeling his pet angora rabbit--Jasper--along the parade route. Jasper was freaking out--big time.
Ah, Shriners. Not a parade without them!
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