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the barbeque ended up being really fun -- liz & mike even hiked up the hill from their house partway through, and came in to meet the cats & etc. but mainly i stood out in the sun waving my little plastic flag, grinning like an idiot at marching bands and little league squads and shriners galore. and a clown or two. a lot of the veterans in cars & marching groups waved back enthusiastically. i met a bunch of the neighbors, & moms of neighbor-kid's classmates. i was remembering that statistic quoted in the nytimes about wwii veterans dying at the rate of 1,500 per day, and how there's no more room in the war cemetaries and everything like that. not enough taps players. very sad. but the parade was so fun! miles & miles of fun.

high authority in a secretive society of rich men, or laurel & hardy? you decide.

this guy is going to whack me with his mallet in a second...

the new liberty jazz band! these guys played the coolest old school dancey jazz songs. i wanted to follow them down the street dancing. they needed little swing dancers to follow them around.

cheerleaders! omg i was so excited about them, even though they didn't do their pompom thing in front of our block. somerville high school! also the lead cheerleader had some weird speakerbox on her hip & kept trying to play some noise, but it was just white noise. go somerville po-mo noisemakers! or something.