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4/13/12

Practically Wordless Friday

GPa Hawk, Bathia, and Uncle Ad

Before the Roar, Grandparents and pilot

Junior Whidden gator catcher and ass't

Since I've no idea what to write about I think I'm going to have a practically Wordless Friday. Have I started something new? Probably. So I'll add some photos and a caption or too and leave it at that. Comment if you like, I love comments.

Walter E Lunn III, "Buster" Grad Photo in front yard.

Cory, many years ago, petting alligator from the lake.

Parades

There were parades every Memorial Day, to honor our men that were brave, for the ones that made it back and the ones that didn't. Parades for Labor Day, Halloween, Christmas and just about any other holiday were a big deal in my town. Going to the Park later for a picnic and a swim at the pool was something to be yearned for but is filed safely back in the section of Heartfelt memories. Fried Chicken, Baked Beans, Potato Salad were a part of our treasured times, hearing the carousel and smelling the the cotton candy, and the lines never seem to cease when you're so thirsty for the lime soda at the concession stand, that looks straight out of "Life with Father".
I wake up and my memories are filed and I look out the window and see the litter, the lack of Norman, hear the rude obnoxious base pulsating off my windows and wonder what is so good about all of this. I walk back to the file and I pull it out once again and I 'm reminded of a time when just a parade was passing us by.