July 4, 2011. Western Head, NS. Our Parade.

Our parade was perfect.  Even our band, The Mercy Band,  sounded great.   The whole parade lasted one hour and started at 11:00, so by noon we were in the truck and on the way to the cottage.   The Mounties, all six of them,  marched at the front of the parade wearing their dress uniforms looking very elegant, right in front of our own band, playing all the way.  They even stopped in front of us to play another tune.  In total, there were three local bands and three pipe bands along with multiple floats both simple and complex.  It was a true picture of small town North America.

The main street was lined with people who cheered all along the way.   Fortunately, the weather was perfect.  Ken and I and Susie and Jeff sat on a stone wall under the shade of a large tree so we were comfortable the whole time.  It is interesting to watch the people purposely walk across the street to sit in the sun.  That would never happen in Texas or Mississippi where people always look for shade.   Evidently, the crowd watching  the parade was the largest  number in the history of Privateers Day.   I was pleased to join in the festive occasion.