Today was the hometown festival called the Little Mountain Reunion. It's a chance for all those from Little Mountain to come home and visit. It's a small festival, but the parade route runs right in front of the Corner Store and More Antiques.
So it was a good oportunity to open early and be there for the early traffic.
Funny story about Walt McLeod..Years ago, my Dad was driving my Mom's Mustang and was messing with the radio. While he was distracted, the car veered to the right and BAM! He crashed into Walts campaign manager's car. Oops! I think my Dad was only going about 20 mph or less.
Walt could not have been nicer and still remembers this when I see him periodically.
He lives right down the street from the Corner Store too.
Little Mountain is a very small town with only one blinking light!
But 2 Antique stores!
What would a parade be without beauty queens?
I just wanted to tell her to sit up straight, and stop slouching!
and cub scouts..
And Harley's...
And the staple of every Southern parade: JOHN DEERE!
um...I have no words......
I have some paint in the car..??..
again, no words.....
South Carolina State Parks van! WooHoo!
My friend Kenny was driving the van and throwing candy. He missed me.
the band was the caboose of the parade.
Fun times. The End.
~Amy
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