Small Town On Parade

There’s nothing like a parade to put a bit of pride back into the community. The annual Augusta Strawberry Festival parade does just that. I’m not sure when it started, but it was sometime after 1949. That was the year 23 volunteers (including neighbors, two great uncles, and my grandpa — fire chief for 36 years) organized the first Augusta fire department. Incidentally, they had a pool table in the fire station. I’m thinking in addition to putting out fires, they also had a bit of a social club going on!


The Strawberry Festival Parade is always on a Friday night in June.
The weekend festival is the VFD’s largest fundraiser. Games, a dunking booth, bingo, tractor pulls and lots and lots of strawberry shortcake.

And strawberry pie.

Oh, and strawberries and ice cream.


She’s not with us this year, but we gathered in grandma’s front yard, as always. The kids waited eagerly with their candy bags. The adults chatted. The sunbeams cheered us.

I did some people-watching.
Pondering my Dukes of Hazzard childhood and realizing how nice it is to have my own Uncle Jesse.

People-watching is highly entertaining, especially during small-town parades. Folks are excited and expectant. Lawn chairs find their way to sidewalks long before 7 p.m. start time. Families and neighbors come together and laugh and greet and guffaw. Kids run around, eagerly clutching plastic bags for candy.


They wait. And watch. And wait some more. The anticipation is electric.


And ask — again — how much longer … until FINALLY it begins.


And my people watching slowly turns into overwhelming pride for this place.



The candy flies. The mad grab begins.


Sirens scare all the animals in a one-mile radius.


And ball teams and youth groups and just about every other group ride through town in various mobile transportation. And kids wave and smile and throw candy at other kids. Sometimes literally!



Does anyone find it amusing that a septic service truck is in a parade? And secondly, am I the only one who finds it hilarious that the people driving the septic truck threw Tootsie Rolls to the kids?














And then it’s over. They collect their bags of candy … pick out the good stuff …


And share the rest.

I love a parade.





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  • comment-avatar
    Jeanie June 13, 2010 (9:04 pm)

    Looks like the Shiloh Ox Roast Parade. Lots of fire trucks, mennonite kids and more people in the parade the live in the town!!!!

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    Jane June 13, 2010 (9:16 pm)

    Looks a lot like out little parade, too! I loved the Pepsi truck…and yes, I thought your septic truck/tootsie roll observations were hilarious! 🙂

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      Farmgirl June 15, 2010 (6:37 am)

      Thank you! I’m glad someone gets my sense of humor!

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    Nashville June 14, 2010 (5:19 pm)

    Looks like so much fun! Wish we could have been there. TC will definitely need to be a part of some strawberry festival parades! Maybe I’ve just been gone for too long, but didn’t the parade used to go the opposite direction?

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      Farmgirl June 15, 2010 (6:36 am)

      Nope, it always goes east to west 🙂