Every November, Petaluma plays host to the largest Veterans’ Day parade north of the Golden Gate. It’s always a fun slice of Americana, with vintage warplane fly-overs, marching bands, antique military vehicles (and personnel), and the usual patriotic pomp and circumstance. Since I’m working from home today, I timed Maddie’s walk so that we could check out the pre-parade action. Photos follow:
At first Maddie was perplexed. “Why are all these people in my park?” Soon, however, she warmed up to the commotion, sniffing around and meeting other people and dogs who were out for the occasion.
Pearl Harbor Survivors cart, sans horses and veterans for the moment.
Excited because she just saw the horses, Maddie prepares to take a big step off a tall curb.
A typical scene at the Petalum Veterans’ Day Parade. The calm before the action.
I think we may just see a race happen. My money’s on the Cub Scout.
Antique cars, antique trucks…
…even an antique duck.
Unfortunately, jingoism rears its ugly head. Hey, buddy, I’m grateful for your sacrifice, but for the record, “czars” in American politics started with Reagan. And as for “progressives,” I imagine a United States without a Progressive Movement would be a downright Dickensian dystopia. Be careful what you wish for.
Marching band members waiting for something to do.
Maddie strikes a pose as the band begins to queue up.
