Lacking a beard, I could not join the "Marching Fidels".
The topless jousters already had people to pedal them and
the zombies were too weird (even for me).
I decided to follow my own instincts and, my green thumb. I would sell peas.
My sister, Joan, had given me a hat and I painted it appropriately.
In July Fourth's Doo Dah I marched a mile encouraging thousands of fans to eat more peas.
I told anyone who would listen, "They are delicious, better than candy!". Many seemed to know that already. Several gave me handfuls adding cheerfully, "I picked them this morning!" They were delicious.
Others sang the Beatles song, "All we are saying..."
I ended up trailing a group of prancing politicos
who called themselves "The Dance Party". They blared soul music and got everyone, including me, dancing in the streets.
Everyone had a blast. The Doo Dah was a lot like the Grove's King Mango Strut parade but the participants were much younger and much more organized. This was their 33d year and it seems their celebration of independence will continue for a long time.
THIS WOMAN NEEDS TO MOVE TO COLUMBUS!
I read in the Chicago Tribune that a local woman, Rachel Hoover, is miffed because her drivers license was cancelled. Seems she insisted that her photo be taken while wearing a spaghetti strainer on her head. She said it for religious reasons but state officials didn't buy it.
Rachel needs to move to Columbus, Ohio. People there will take her seriously.