Every year there is a golfcart
parade on the Saturday of Resident’s Appreciation Weekend at my dad’s park. This
year the theme was Classic Sitcoms; the Mid-Atlantic Club went with The Beverly
Hillbillies. As per normal they went all in, this time turning a golfcart into
the iconic long car from the opening credits.
Yes, there is a golfcart under all
of that. Amazing, right?
Here is our Ellie Mae,
Jed,
and Grannie all costumed up
and ready to go.
I love the hat Miss Lorraine is wearing as Grannie; she made
it from a plastic bowl.
It is those sorts of details that really make the
difference.
It is always fun to walk around the golfcarts and notice the tiny
things that elevate a good idea to a great presentation.
BTW, that stuffed pig
has apparently been in the Mid-Atlantic Club longer than my dad; no one could
even exactly pinpoint which year he had been made for the parade, but now he is
a staple.
Speaking of my dad, he wasn’t in the parade this year; as the
president of the club he was in charge of getting lunch started since
Mid-Atlantic had drawn hot dog duty this year: however, you already saw that
Shirley rode as Ellie Mae.
Dad was able to come down for a little while during
set up to say hi to everyone and hang out; here he is with Klinger from MASH.
Parade time!
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| gotta have color guard, fire trucks and a drumline |
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| love the Mickey gloves for waving |
This is the first time I’ve seen Shriners at the parade.
I am
sorry to say for Rea’s sake that they were indeed clowns, but I think this is
the first time I’ve ever seen a real calliope being played in a parade, so I’ll
look past the whole clown thing.
The Canadian Club also did the Beverly
Hillbillies,
I love that they had a real dog marching, he joyously barked at
all the spectators.
Midwest
did Happy Days and the spin-off Laverne and Shirley.
They had women dressed as
carhops handing out root beer floats.
Yum!
The winner this year was New England
with a truly impressive M*A*S*H:
The lights flashed, the helicopter blades spun,
the bloody patient was hooked up to a liter of whiskey: it was amazing. As my
dad said, you don’t mind losing when there is really stiff competition. I’m
glad I wasn’t a judge.
Finally, let’s see our very own Mid-Atlantic in motion:
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| yes, he rode the entire parade in the outhouse |
I can't wait to see what everyone comes up with next year.