Today, I'll be mowing & trimming the yard to get ready for the event of the season.....Our little village's 131st annual Memorial Day parade on Saturday. There were only three years that our village didn't have the parade. Two years during WWII, and in 2020 during the covid pandemic.

The village currently only has about 30 residents, but was once a thriving community until August 1941, when a fire destroyed the entire town except for our house, three others, and a church. All of the buildings that survived had new metal roofs. Back then, most houses in this area had cedar shake shingles, and the fire spread by jumping from roof to roof. Two general stores, two churches, a feed mill, tanning barn, and many homes; all gone in a day.
Anyway, our little village was the only place in the county that held a Decoration Day/ Memorial Day parade, so all the high school bands, veterans groups, county volunteer fire companies, etc from miles around came here every year, and the tradition continues. People who marched in the parade as kids return with their grandkids & great grandkids. Our 150+ year old house is located in "centre city", so the parade passes right past our front porch, and we get a pretty good crowd. There's a family of bald eagles that have a nest somewhere along the creek, and last year one of them did a flyover during the parade. If there hadn't been a couple hundred other witnesses, I never would've believed it. One of the original churches is still in operation, and they have a pavilion, and band stand next to the old grave yard. There's usually a couple really bad bands, plenty of food, and a baked goods sale.
Around 4 or 5 PM all the visitors disappear, and we get back to normal boring lives.