St. Patrick, Parades & People Watching
/Last Saturday, we went to a St. Patrick’s Day parade in Henderson, Nevada, touted to be ‘the largest St Paddy's Day parade west of the Mississippi’ … a claim we seriously doubt. That said, it was an enjoyable enough way to spend a very chilly, breezy St. Patrick’s Day morning.
The highlight of the day for me was meeting St. Patrick. Oh, yes, himself was there … in all his glory. When David asked if he’d allow a photograph of me and the saint, he politely said ‘That’s wy I'm here.’ I told him I’d posed with the Easter Bunny and Santa and even Uncle Sam, but never a Saint before. He whispered with a grin, ‘I’m not really a saint. I kind a' like the ladies.’ After all ... he is an Irish saint!
The parade was a small town thing. Politicians, girl scouts, local dance studio students, Junior ROTC members, VFW, firemen, policemen. The Vikings were there ... even the Star Wars characters were celebrating. Dachshunds and greyhounds marched proudly beside Irish setters and Irish wolfhounds. We cheered for them all. I wish there were more marching bands. Some participants were more entertaining than others and as always, people watching was the best entertainment of all.
All in all, a cold, raw St. Paddy’s Day in Nevada, but it was pleasant and more importantly, reminded us that Spring’s right around the corner.