I arrived at the Rosetown Ramblers designated parade slot at nine a.m. and groups were already assembling in the parade staging area. Energy was high. Music was playing, people were dancing, talking, shouting.
That energy was sustained for a very long time, but by noon most people had wilted. That’s when I caught this picture of Jim and Eileen.
Energy returned once we started marching, and the parade was, as usual, an overwhelming experience of celebration and joy.