Okay so I'm pretty backed-up with pictures and posts of what we've been up to. Luke's first Memorial Day parade did not go over that well, he was afraid of the massive trucks and loud music but last year he warmed up to the whole idea. Seeing fire trucks and ambulances up close and personal, not to mention his big cousin marching with a saxophone is really exciting stuff.
Nearly everyday we drive down this stretch of Glen Street and he points out where we sat to watch the parade and all the things we saw. This small town is so precious, the memories we're making of simple moments are helping to shape a lifetime of pride.
And this guy, driving this old truck is the same man that drove us in his old Model T on our wedding day.
Cousins hanging on the curb.
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