Oh, how small towns love their parades

I first noticed it about two decades ago.

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I first noticed it about two decades ago. It was mid-morning on a crisp Autumn day. A man pulled in front of our newspaper office, got out of his truck, jumped into the bed and set up a lawn chair with a cooler next to it.

He then sat down in the lawn chair facing the main drag in front of our office and popped open a cold one. Javascript is required for you to be able to read premium content. Please enable it in your browser settings.



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