This past Saturday, the Freedman Family, the Dick Family and the Richards family, all four generations descended onto the town square to see one of the best parades we have ever experienced; very much small town Americana at its best, all 2 1/2 hours in duration. It was evident that the parade was a full community event, multi-generational and diverse in its entries.
A special attraction was the bagpipe entry
Arizona joined the Union in 1912. Prescott was the Arizona Territory's first capital, although Chino Valley just north of Prescott also claims the same designation
Everyone seemed to enjoy their time and many folk in the parade stopped briefly for my inquiring camera
Old cars abounded, so did large-to-scale trailers of submarines and ships; something I had not seen outside of museums
The Prescott and the quad town region has plenty of horses
The old downtown, recently in the national news because of four old-time businesses that were severely fire damaged, enjoys a rich history; in fact, the church we visited this past Sunday was the nineth church in the Arizona Territory and the very first baptist church located on the block just east of the square. At the same time of its establishment, the Territory had 500 saloons.
Yes, Arizona also has mountain men!
A scene of the crowd of thousands lining the street
A year ago, Louise, my dad, Floyd, and I were enjoying a 4th of July parade in Wascilla Alaska. It is interesting how life continues to unfold, having no idea at that time or for serveral months following, that we would be temporary residents of Arizona living with one of our daughters and her family. I suppose you could say we are now official snow-birds! We wish all of you a happy holiday and a safe and enjoyable summer.
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