There was this saying down home on the farm: “I haven’t had this much fun since the pigs
ate my little brother.” But that’s
probably not PC anymore so I better not say it.
Furthermore, I only have one little brother. If there were several little brothers they
could fight over who I meant but…. well…. anyway. It’s true, we had a ball today.
After getting all decked out in red, white
and blue, we packed up lawn chairs, cameras, umbrellas and headed for Virginia
City and the 4
th of July parade.
Yesterday, we had befriended Dave who parks cars in the reserved lot
next to the Bucket of Blood Saloon.
We
cajoled him into holding a spot for us, tipped him by 50% and got a spot front
and center on the parade route.
On the short few steps to the Bucket, Pepper greeted
us. Pepper is Angus’ pet pig. Pepper walks the streets wearing his frozen
cooling collar and his little American flag for today. He gets pets, treats and poses for
pictures. Frankly, I’m a little bit used
to burros, I’ve seen a goat or two, but being greeted on the sidewalk by a pig was
a first.
Up and down C Street there were flags, music, shops open
for business and down a block or two and an outdoor bbq serving brats and
beer. My Beloved’s mouth was
watering. After we saved him from
starvation, we headed back up the street to watch the parade. Along the way, though, Lindy had to wander
into this place and that. One spot is
the Silver Queen Hotel and Casino.
Naturally, the parlor is a saloon and posted on one wall is a mural of
the Silver Queen, a sixteen-foot tall portrait of a lady in a gown made of
silver coins. She celebrates the golden
age, if you will, of the silver lode of the Comstock, which was the biggest
silver strike in USA history (and more than likely was the reason Nevada was
accepted as a state in the union, bureaucrats not being shy about their lust
for money). Her dress is made of 3,261
one dollar silver coins, all mined and minted locally and the weight in silver
is 210 pounds.
On to our seats and the parade. The patriotism, love of country and explosive
enthusiasm was a transfusion for our rather beleaguered spirits. We just couldn’t believe the
electricity! If Virginia City were the
only place in the nation to have a voice and a vote, Trump would be the 47th
President of the USA in 2024. It was
hypnotic! Well my friends, it was a day
of baptism by total immersion in conservatism.
We are upbeat and grinning!
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The emcee said, "Let us all rise as our Sheriff sings our National Anthem. No kneeling!" |
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Taken Fourth of July Eve. These people party long and hardy! |
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Dancing Horses |
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Lindy at the Bucket! |
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Town trolley |
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No caption necessary |
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Another little conservative-in-training! |
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Little conservative-in-training! |
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Rob choosing his "favorite float." |
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And another "favorite float." |
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Not sure what side of the fence these folks fall down on..... |
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These either! |
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY USA! Happy 4th of July to all! |
So fun!!! Bucket of Blood Saloon, Rob's favorite floats, the Real Pandemic T-Shirt, Trump fans and Virginia City's 4th Of July mascot Pepper the pig. Very cool! Another fond memory for you and Rob!!!
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful! And you were surrounded by your kind of peeps. Couldn't ask for more. Happy Trails! Sharon
ReplyDeleteLooks like a great time!
ReplyDeleteI had a pot belly pig. Her name was Sweet Pea, lived to be 11 years old. She looked similar to Pepper! Great photos.
ReplyDeleteHeartwarming, for sure.
ReplyDeleteHooray for Virginia City!!!!
ReplyDeleteGreat story (again) and lots of fun :-) good to see you both.
ReplyDeleteOnce again, your deceptive style of writing sets a high bar for the rest of us. Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteLindy and Rob, what a time you guys have traveling, mingling and tailing!! Happy July.
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