{"id":1016,"date":"2008-07-04T12:15:00","date_gmt":"2008-07-04T16:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2008\/07\/04\/friday-night-the-fourth\/"},"modified":"2008-07-04T12:15:00","modified_gmt":"2008-07-04T16:15:00","slug":"friday-night-the-fourth","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2008\/07\/04\/friday-night-the-fourth\/","title":{"rendered":"Friday night – the fourth"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I woke this morning thinking abut Sam.. It’s still so unbelievable to me that he’s not here to enjoy the 4th. This was probably his 2nd favorite holiday after Halloween. How can he not<\/i> be here to enjoy it. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to things like that.. <\/p>\n

It was late by the time I managed to get myself out of bed. I woke Gabe and we all eventually made it downstairs. We only had about a half hour to eat, get dressed and get down to Richmond for the parade. <\/p>\n

We finally made it ut of the house around 10.. As we left, we noticed thi guy hanging on one of our windows.. Pretty special !<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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By the time we got to Richmond, parking was crazy. we had to park about a 1\/4 mile down cochran rd to get to town.. <\/div>\n

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That gave me soem good bumber sticker browsing time.. <\/div>\n

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We got there in plety of time for the start of the parade. <\/div>\n

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The Governor was there… <\/div>\n

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As were the St. Andrews Pipers. <\/div>\n

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Lots of horses this year. <\/div>\n

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and farm equipment. <\/div>\n

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Old fire trucks and trucks from neigboring towns. <\/div>\n

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One really Sad note is that the town was the recent death of the 27 year old Fire Cheif BJ Millard. Hs wife has helped us out several times at the bank.. I’m so sad when I hear of a loss like this . <\/div>\n

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WWe had racing tractors. <\/div>\n

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and 4 wheelers <\/div>\n

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Batman and wonderwoman<\/div>\n

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Some cool old cars<\/div>\n

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And only a few floats. This years theme was ‘Vegas in Vermont. .. Kinda a hard one to follow , I think <\/div>\n

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The town band was there. <\/div>\n

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As was the Land Trust.<\/div>\n

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And the Civil war buffs. <\/div>\n

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Cochran’s brought there prized snow making machine <\/div>\n

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Here comes the Buxton’s float.<\/div>\n

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And the venerable wild boomers.. They play these weird instruments that are broomsticks with drums, tambourines, bells and horns.. <\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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A little less military presence this year. <\/div>\n

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Addie graves and family came crooning by. <\/div>\n

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Chelse B had his ‘unplug the drug’ anti-TV float.. He handed out hand minted aluminum coins !<\/div>\n

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Finnally came Marshal.. who closes out all the parades. He was carrying a reference to the song ‘The General’ by Dispatch .. A great song for the day <\/p>\n

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“General”<\/b><\/font><\/font>
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there was a decorated general with<\/font><\/font>
a heart of gold, that likened him to<\/font><\/font>
all the stories he told<\/font><\/font>
of past battles, won and lost, and<\/font><\/font>
legends of old a seasoned veteran in<\/font><\/font>
his own time<\/font><\/font>
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on the battlefield, he gained<\/font><\/font>
respectful fame with many medals<\/font><\/font>
of bravery and stripes to his name<\/font><\/font>
he grew a beard as soon as he could<\/font><\/font>
to cover the scars on his face<\/font><\/font>
and always urged his men on<\/font><\/font>
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but on the eve of a great battle<\/font><\/font>
with the infantry in dream<\/font><\/font>
the old general tossed in his sleep<\/font><\/font>
and wrestled with its meaning<\/font><\/font>
he awoke from the night<\/font><\/font>
just to tell what he had seen<\/font><\/font>
and walked slowly out of his tent<\/font><\/font>
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all the men held tall with their<\/font><\/font>
chests in the air, with courage in<\/font><\/font>
their blood and a fire in their stare<\/font><\/font>
it was a grey morning and they all<\/font><\/font>
wondered how they would fare<\/font><\/font>
till the old general told them to go home<\/font><\/font>
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CHORUS:<\/font><\/font>
I have seen the others<\/font><\/font>
and I have discovered<\/font><\/font>
that this fight is not worth fighting<\/font><\/font>
I have seen their mothers<\/font><\/font>
and I will no other<\/font><\/font>
to follow me where I’m going<\/font><\/font>
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Take a shower, shine your shoes<\/font><\/font>
you got no time to lose<\/font><\/font>
you are young men you must be living<\/font><\/font>
go now you are forgiven<\/font><\/font>
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but the men stood fast with their<\/font><\/font>
guns on their shoulders not knowing<\/font><\/font>
what to do with the contradicting orders<\/font><\/font>
the general said he would do his own<\/font><\/font>
duty bout would not extend it not further<\/font><\/font>
the men could go as they pleased<\/font><\/font>
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but not a man moved, their eyes gazed straight ahead<\/font><\/font>
till one by one<\/font><\/font>
they stepped back and not a word was said<\/font><\/font>
and the old general was left with his<\/font><\/font>
own words echoing in his head<\/font><\/font>
he then prepared to fight<\/font><\/font>
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CHORUS<\/font><\/font>
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go now you are forgiven<\/font><\/font><\/i><\/div>\n

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Gary’s solar bus was also in the parade !<\/div>\n

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It’s quite a palace inside !<\/div>\n

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After the aprade, Diane and I went and hung out in the park and talked to people. There were a ton of people there on this beautiful day. There were all the usual things, lemonade, ice creme, french fries, funny games.. <\/p>\n
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Cool cars. <\/div>\n

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… and old friends.. Her’s are Amanda, and Jonathan and friend.. and Amanda’s baby who’s a big girl now !<\/div>\n

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We headed home around 1:30 and hung out there for the rest of the day. Kids came and went all day.. Gabe went back in to the park late afternoon and I fel asleep outside.. not a bad day at all.. <\/p>\n

We decided to meet Jen, Tim and Deb and Tuscano’s for dinner this evening before fireworks.. Tim and Wendy decided to join us as well. it was an excellent meal.. andgreat company.. the perfect end of the day.. <\/div>\n

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We heard the first firework just as we stood up to lee. We walked quickly down bridge street to watch the fireworks. it was an excellent display in a beautiful deep dark blue sky.. ..<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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And that was the day.. full. fun.. and missing Sam…
OK friends.. goodnight to you all. Gnite Sam.. Happy 4th
-me<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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I woke this morning thinking abut Sam.. It’s still so unbelievable to me that he’s not here to enjoy the 4th. This was probably his 2nd favorite holiday after Halloween. How can he not be here to enjoy it. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to things like that.. It was late by the … Continue reading Friday night – the fourth<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1016","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1016","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1016"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1016\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1016"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1016"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1016"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}