Local bailbond company honors veterans.
One of the many colorguards marching in the parade.
Today the city of Redondo Beach had its second annual Memorial Day Hometown Parade, and I'm a push over for parades. The street it was on was only one block away and Cookie was freaked out by the noise and all the people, so I went alone. We all received a small flag from a local realty company and as each vintage car, each dignitary, each band, each veteran's group passed by, we screamed, yelled and waved our flags. The only two I passed on was the Republican Party and the National Rifle Association. World War II bombers, a P38 formation, a helicopter and 21 gun salute got our attention, and so did everything else.
It was a very warm day and I made friends with some of the people around me including two sailors from the U.S.S. Sacramento in the Redondo Beach Harbor. The Pearl Harbor vets particularly moved me; I felt very proud to be an American, but the talk around me from the people watching was that we are in over our head right now in Iraq. But everyone, of course, supports our troops. What a dualistic set of feelings to have. Later we had a family barbecue, or at least part of one. Family tension is still high right now and I had ample opportunity to "act as if." And when you do that, you can shift feelings. Those of us who came rose above any anxiety I managed to project.