The hometown Veterans Day Parade passed directly in front of my house today. I stood on the porch waving to our honored veterans taking their pictures feeling a deep sense of gratitude and pride. The Boy and Girl Scouts marched out of step smiling and proudly waving American Flags. Our local pee wee football team wore their jerseys while the miniature cheerleading squad shook pom poms and chanted "Go Team Go!" right behind them. A long chain of colorful. feshly washed fire trucks and ambulances came next with all of the volunteer firemen happily throwing candy to kids lining the side of the road. Finally, a pair of prancing horses sauntered gleefully by, riders clicking their tongues ordering commands familiar only to their partners. I watched the magnificent animal's muscles twitch at the hip and shoulder with a power stored inside that could and has changed the world. At the last moment I smiled at my son and sadly recognized the parade was at an end. I turned for one last glance as the marching band drum cadence faded away into the village when the horse lifted it's long tail and took a crap on the street right in front of my porch.
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