So let’s have one. Cajun style. Vintage.
During the 60s and 70s my parents took a lot of photos of the Yambilee parade in South Louisiana. (Our city was the yam capital of the world.) Festivals are a big deal in these parts, at least they used to be.
For the next week or two I’ll put some up on the blog. Parades are like stories. They have a theme, they build and climax, they have props, costumes, pretty girls and talent.
They usually start out slow, you can hear the sirens and funny cars coming.
That’s probably to make sure the spectators are out of the street so they don’t get run over by the tractors and floats.
And then the Scouts,
Followed by the local high school bands.
Okay, that is all I have for today. I’m actually scanning and restoring them as we go. Make sure you come back tomorrow. There’s some really cool stuff in the pipeline and I throw candy.