The "what If" Guy
“Elliott pointed a camera at me.Flag Day had finally arrived. The entire town was alive with patriotism. The day had started with a Fun Run, all the runners wearing outfits of red, white, and blue. Then had come the parade, filled with Fairfield’s youngest residents dressed in costumes reminiscent of America’s forefathers. We’d spent two hours sitting on lawn chairs outside our old, red house, watching the parade. Local school bands, antique cars, and fair royalty had rolled by, tossing Tootsie Rolls to the kids. I’d forgotten how much I’d enjoyed the parade as a child. The music, the pomp and circumstance, the candy flying. I’d always considered Flag Day to be the best day of the year next to Christmas. And for the first time in years, I remembered why.Booths selling handmade treats, burgers, and hotdogs filled the park, and the scent of kettle corn and cotton candy floated on the air, clear up to our house on the hill. Ray Charles’ version of “America the Beautiful” sounded from the ...loud speakers downtown.MoreLess
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