By then we had really settled in and our nightly dinners in the backyard with the Klases and Smiths were so much fun. Then there was the night we heard the firehouse band playing -- and then marching right down our street! I was blown away! But the 4th of July sealed the deal -- I was head over heels in love.
This was the Mayberry I'd always dreamed of. A wonderful hometown parade that featured the firehouse band, the firetrucks, local politicians kissing babies and shaking hands and lots of area businesses too. The park was turned into a carnival with contests, live (local) music and lawn mover races. We were so impressed that evening too when the fireworks show exceeded our expectations for two small towns combining their efforts.
Each year it's been the same love story - one year we entered Francesca and her cousin Sophia in the cutest baby contest (they did great, each receiving a ribbon!) -- 4 years ago Joe Biden walked our parade shaking hands as a presidential candidate. This is what the 4th of July should be like everywhere. I'm going to miss it -- and I wish it had been about 10 degrees cooler so we could have enjoyed the carnival on the 4th - but we saved it for Friday.
My Independence Day Celebrations will never be the same. Thank You Smyrna for fulfilling my childhood dream of what it should be -- living up to the small town ideal.
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