Dear Liza,
This past Saturday Grandpa Nelson, Auntie Bridgett and I headed off to watch the Grand Floral Parade. Rather than deal with parking and traffic, we took the Magic 15, then transferred to the B loop streetcar, which took us right to the parade route along Martin Luther King Jr. Boulevard.
As usual, the “before the parade” show was delightful. Kids, dogs, bubble machines and a wonderfully cool, sunny morning made for all the street theater you could wish for.
This lady and her dachshund were very entertaining, and the glass spires of the Portland Convention Center reflected the morning sun.
Grandpa Nelson enjoyed his coffee and waited impatiently for his beloved marching bands to some by.
And in the meantime, there were the pamphleteers. Quiet polite ones, loud obnoxious ones, all telling us (in large, brightly colored letters) that they knew THE WAY and we didn’t.
No, thanks anyway.
And soon the parade started, with the Care Oregon float featuring fresh veggies and Auntie Bridgett’s favorite, BEES!
I’ll tell you about the rest of the parade tomorrow.
Love,
Grandma Judy
Dear Liza 