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EXHIBIT A: Anne and Spare, Philadelphia Mummers Parade 2016
Here I am last year on Broad Street, starting the year with a smile and a parasol!
EXHIBIT B: The Two Street Stompers
This is my club, the Two Street Stompers. I think this is 2014. I'm in the front row, standing.
I'm now in my fifth parade as a Two Street Stomper. Before joining the Stompers, I spent more than two decades sitting in an easy chair, watching the parade on New Year's Day. Finally I decided to get up off my keister and join the fun. Best decision I ever made!
I was really fortunate to find the Two Street Stompers. I tried to join a club called the Vaudvillains, but they weren't accepting new members. As you can see from the above photo, the Stompers don't have a problem with new members. It's a parade! The more the merrier! And boy, are these folks fun and nice! You can't argue with grown men willing to brave January chills in shiny gold tutus.
I've made a new close friend from being in the Stompers. It's never too late to make new friends, either.
EXHIBIT C: Anne's new friend, Buzz!
That's Buzz on the left. The photo says it all. You four readers who know me, doesn't he look like someone who would make a good friend for Anne? (Oh, wait! One of the four readers is Buzz. Well, Buzz, what do you think?)
The irony of having a friend named Buzz has not escaped me.
I must admit, my heart is heavy and my spirits are low this year. But damn it, I'm saving that angst for the next parade I'm going to be in, a mere three weeks from this one. Right now, this very minute, it's a new year, I live in Philadelphia, and I'm part of a proud tradition. I am a Mummer.
You can live stream the whole 8-hour parade here, beginning at 9:00 on New Year's Day.
And now please excuse me while I spray a fresh coat of gold paint onto my sneakers. Every Mummer must have golden slippers!