It was quite a day.
There was the Commander.
And the giant eagle.
The saxophone player.
And the parade girl with her Daddy and Mommy (in the red shirt).
There were fire trucks. Of course, there were fire trucks.
And marching bands.
And the reason why it's worthwhile to go to two parades 50 miles apart on the same day. Thank you, veterans, for all you do for us.