A parade without me
This afternoon I went to--or rather, watched--the first Memorial Day Parade in which I hadn't participated in 4 years; during those years, I had to march in the parade for band, and now, so does my little [okay, he's 15] brother. It was really weird seeing things from the outside, but it was nice because I hadn't seen the rest of the parade in a
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