My 4-year-old daughter and I watched the Nebraskaland Days Parade as visitors. What was my husband’s and his family’s tradition was new and different to us. Entire groups on horseback, cowboy boots, cowboy hats and chaps are like pageantry to us as Ohio girls.
When we first sat down on the curb, we were asked to move. Someone said they had reserved the curb in this area. My husband said there was plenty of room and we’d stay. How can you reserve the curb? I didn’t know how this was going to go.
When the parade started and the candy began to fall like rain, I still wasn’t sure. But the older kids around us helped our little one scoop up candy, and even the lady who initially asked us to move gathered candy for our daughter and even walked a Coke back to my mother- and father-in-law sitting on the sidewalk behind us.
The candy may have been the highlight for our daughter, but it was the kindness that I’ll remember. I was so impressed that little kids shared candy, and even the parents who would rather we had sat somewhere else, too. Their parents are raising them well.
Thanks, North Platte, for the Canteen-spirit hospitality.