4th of July Parade

 “Our Fishing Heritage”

Our butts are parked and we wait for the parade to begin. Circle K is to our left and the official Port Orford Jubilee announcer is there, chatting away over the loudspeaker. (As the parade progresses, we discover that the Jubilee Truck serves as the grandstand too.)

By now, you are probably getting bored with my 4th of July posts and chatter, wishing I would get a life with more meaning. But this life right now in Port Orford, Oregon has meaning for me and I just want to capture its small town spirit of pride. For some reason, Port Orford has left me mesmerized and smitten with love. If you really want to, you can walk everywhere here. There are so many places to hike and observe the ocean which wakes up in a different mood everyday. While the rest of the States broil in heat, the coast of Oregon remains a cool 63-70 degrees. And the sun doesn’t completely disappear until after 10 PM!

My website and posts are my personal journal of living on the road. I try to capture the flavor of my experiences, not only to preserve my memories but to take you (family, friends, and new acquaintances) along with me. Sharing wonder makes us one!

And the parade begins with the Port Orford Police cruising by and waving the Queen’s rotating wave…

The Veterans and Parade Marshall follow and stop by the Jubilee Truck to sing the National Anthem.

Next, the mayor and his wife, Tim and Cindy of Port Orford RV Village…


The fire engine brigade from Port Orford, Gold Beach, Langlois, Sixes River, the Forest Service, and the firefighters themselves…

  

  


Local businesses…

Pit bull dog rescue…

The “oldies” radio station…

Square dancers…

A cute white dog sitting in the truck cab…

Gold Beach Lumber… Lowell turns 90 on July 6th.


The tractors… Grandpa does wheelies!


The floats…

Pacific High School…

Oregon State Parks…

The Arts Council…

The Rotary Club…


Old cars…

Oil drum cars of kids…

The crowd…

More kids… (ha, ha)

A Norwegian marching band…


The Curry County Rodeo Queen…

More horses…

And bringing up, I mean scooping up the rear…

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