Community Matters: Reflections of A Local Citizen

Last week I celebrated July 4th by attending three local parades. The first one was my hometown parade which had gotten smaller and smaller with each passing year. Last year because it was the 125th anniversary there was a huge parade with five floats, one string band and a number of organizations riding antique cars. This year however it went back to what it had been with the exception of the two borough floats that were originally created for the 125th anniversary.

I admired the creativity of using the same floats and just making a few minor adjustments. It showed what a small group of people could do. I realized that by taking myself out of the picture and not pushing the organizations that I had pushed to participate...I had inadvertently became part of the problem as to why there had been a downturn in participation in the parade. It made me feel a bit guilty. I reflected on how the organizations had eagerly responded last year to my calls to participate in the parade. Was it just because it was the 125th anniversary? Maybe...but we'll never really know for sure.

The second parade I went to was larger because the town supported two of the three string bands that played in the parade. It seemed natural that the string bands would play for free or low cost for the community that supported them so heavily. I got up close to a couple of the members of the string band and noted the pride and joy on everyone's face. When I reflect on all the empty storefronts in this community, it depresses me. This parade helped me see that there is still a sense of community here even if it is just one day of the year.

I had some time to reflect as I walked to the third parade. The parade was just as short as my hometown's parade with some major differences. The music of the marching band thrilled me and took me back to when I marched in the parade as part of the high school band. I actually marched in the hometown parade three times. The first time was as part of a twirling team (I held the banner). The other two times were as part of the high school marching band where I held the banner.

Those were special times as I reflect back on them. It is heartening to see young people carrying on this tradition.

I didn't manage to get to any of the field events in the afternoon. I visited a couple of community events in other towns besides my hometown. It was educational. I can't say that I was disappointed by the low turnout at these events. It is hard to get people involved anymore. Community does matter. It is a lesson that our young people need to learn now or lose everything.