Founders Day Parade

How could I have forgotten to blog the most strange parade I've ever been to?  On Labor Day we went to the Founders Day parade in Wellsville.  I had never been (at least in memory, my mother swears she took me many times when I was little....)  I found a great parking spot, a great place on grass with curb on the side of the road, and silly me thought we were at the start of the parade route, nope!  We were at the very end.  Max is a hard kid to keep entertained for an hour.  We were so ready by the time the parade came around.

The cowboys came through, in covered carts and on horses.

The horse poop clean up crew even had a sign.

 There was a car that drove around a card board picture of a lady who died.

 The ambulance and fire engines had to detour out of the parade.

 And there were many many tractors.

You know how you know when you're in a small town parade?  The cemetery is the "other" venue.

Max loved the geek squad, I mean the knights who came through the parade fighting each other.

There were several church groups that came through. I thought this one was the funniest, the wild animals, I mean the primary kids...

 My nieces Maggie and Libby were in the parade with their cheer group.

 The headless horseman came through.

 And finally the Indians.  I'm sure this might be the most politically incorrect parade in the country.

In all truths, the kids enjoyed the parade, I would go again.  I got a nice chuckle out of it.