Before I began my career in journalism, the only parade I had ever been "in" was a Halloween Parade with my Girl Scout troop when I was 7.
We marched down the street as the "Eyes and Ears of New Tripoli." Being on the taller side, I was an ear. An ear of CORN. The "eyes", of course, were potatoes.
Yes, there are pictures to prove it .. but i couldn't bring myself to post them here.
You can see why, as a teenager, I stayed as far away from parades as i could.
But life often comes full circle, and nowadays, as part of the CBS 21 team, I ride in several parades every year.
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Most recently, the York St. Patrick's Day Parade. No funny costumes, no silly themes.... I just get to be me, and that's just fine with me.
This parade was the first time I let my oldest son Chase ride with me ....as you can see, he LOVED it.
How lucky was he to ride on a Corvette, and wave to the crowd ... no costume required.
But he's only 4 ... so his turn may be yet to come.
