As many people know. This year’s Fourth of July was a bit of a washout in the Boston area. The first hurricane, named Arthur, of the year barreled up the East Coast. The Boston Pops Concert on the Espanade, which has defined the Fourth of July for me, even years before I moved to Boston, was shifted to the Third of July, and even then they had to curtail the playing of Tchaikovsky’s 1812 Overture because a cold front was driving storms into the area. Pure sacrilege! People scrambled and raced from the Esplanade as a deluge of biblical proportions bore down on the City.
Hmm! Sudbury’s hometown parade was rain or shine! And as the Sudbury Minutemen marched up the street (Figure 1) playing their fifes and drums, one might have thought that it was raining on our parade. Well never mind that. As little Charlie recognized you can have fun in the rain if grandma Donna is willing to dance in the puddles with you (Figure 2).