Everybody Loves a Thanksgiving Parade
My favorite part of Thanksgiving, besides a third helping of stuffing and sweet potatoes, is the parade. Every morning growing up we would have a brunch of cinnamon rolls, eggs and bacon, pickles, cheese and crackers and flip between the Macy's parade and Philadelphia parade on tv. It was not Thanksgiving without the balloons and Christmas could not start until Santa arrived. I still tear up when I first see the sleigh!
The parades are an American tradition. We would not have had Miracle on 34th Street without the Macy's parade. The Rockettes dazzle, and everyone secretly hopes for a wayward balloon to come down and cause a few laughs. The first Thanksgiving parade was in 1920 in Philadelphia, PA and continues to go strong until this day. Being from the Philadelphia area, I could not imagine a Thanksgiving morning without Major Drumstick and the Art Museum steps.
The parades are an American tradition. We would not have had Miracle on 34th Street without the Macy's parade. The Rockettes dazzle, and everyone secretly hopes for a wayward balloon to come down and cause a few laughs. The first Thanksgiving parade was in 1920 in Philadelphia, PA and continues to go strong until this day. Being from the Philadelphia area, I could not imagine a Thanksgiving morning without Major Drumstick and the Art Museum steps.
Even if we are not lucky enough to be in New York, Philadelphia, Detroit, or another town with this tradition, we welcome them into our homes. The children watch and sing along to Disney tunes, Sesame Street, or whatever big pop star is making an appearance that year, and moms are happy that it allows them to baste the turkey in peace.
This year, once again, I will be watching 6ABC and passing this tradition on to the new generation.
Do you have a parade tradition or a favorite part?
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