Bigtime extravaganzas
Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade with its enormous balloons tethered against the wind are now only in the memory of those who are children at heart. Stars of the entertainment industry after waving from open roadsters to cement their relationship with their fans are back to their hectic schedules. The masses that shoved their way to get a better view are now resuming their day to day routines.
Why does it make me uncomfortable every year to see this urban explosion of star power waving to the fans and wannabes on the sidelines? I guess it is because I am still a small town “girl” at heart. In the little town where I grew up everyone was involved in the parades. We either helped make the floats or we could march wearing a costume if we wanted to. I must admit I had my day in the sun a few years ago when I was invited to ride in a vintage car when my hometown area honored the Rosie the Riveters and others who worked in WWII industry. I had watched the armed services representatives marching in uniform on every 4th of July parade for many years but never expected to be the center of attention myself. What a thrill.