A little town near us has the only Memorial Day celebration in the Atlanta area. There is a 5K race and a parade with a little festival. We went to the parade last year, but we didn't know about the 5K or the festival. This year, Christian, Coleman and I ran in the 5K. Christian ran with my friend, Troye, because he is way too fast to slum with us jogger/walkers! He ran it in 26 minutes! Can you believe that? Coleman and I were only a LITTLE bit slower than that. (SNORT.) This was Coleman's first 5K. He only has two speeds-full throttle and stop. We agreed ahead of time that we would walk it and run a little if we felt like it. But the pressure at the starting line got the best of him and he was adamant that he wanted to run the whole thing. (JOY.) I think I have made my feelings known that I do NOT enjoy running! I told him that we would do what we could and when the gun went off, we started out at a nice reasonable pace. We got, I kid you NOT, 50 feet down the road and he was ready to walk! After we crossed the finish line, we stood and talked to some friends for a few minutes and just happened to be standing there when the last runner crossed the finish line. He was 88 years old and he was accompanied by a young woman and a young marine carrying a full pack. It was unbelievable and very awe-inspiring.
You want my glasses, don't you?
Jim and Carolyn came later and met us for the parade. How about this float...a re-enactment of the flag raising over Iwo Jima.
Carolyn and I BOTH got a pair of statue of liberty glasses...so we wouldn't have to share. Of course, she left hers in the car- so much for that bright idea...