It was a cool day but clear. We wanted to see the St. Patrick's Day Parade... live.
So us, E/S Rogers, Hawkins and Melanokos' walked through Central Park over to 7th Avenue where the Parade route would pass by.
The Police were out blocking off and securing the route. NYC has some 35,000 policemen to handle the affairs of the city and to make sure parades, etc. are in order.
Everything is ready, now where's the Parade? Finally...
Here they come. We have never seen so many bag pipes in one event. Of course, it is St. Patrick's Day!
Each bagpipe group had it's own colorful kilts.
The armed forces were all proudly represented...Air Force, Army, Navy, Marines!
My personal favorite was the Revolutionary Soldier band playing their flutes. They were great!
There were lots of horses in the Parade. These guys are the law enforcement group from behind us- Central Park Police.
And the real hero of the Parade...the guy who follows the horses.
The good man was friendly to us.
Somehow we kept looking for 'Richard Kimball'....character from the movie, "The Fugitive". I thought I saw him way in the back. He kept appearing and disappearing.
Stan thought he saw Captain Gerard jumping up and down looking for someone. Probably Richard Kimball. Maybe it only happens in Chicago.
The New York St. Patrick's Day Parade is the biggest marching parade in the world...Over 150,000 marchers participated this year. No cars or floats are allowed. Over 2 million viewed it this year. The first St. Patrick's Day parade held in NYC was on March 17, 1762....14 years before the Declaration of Independence! It is truly the 'grand daddy' of American parades!
We ran into some our friends, the Arnett's, from Mesa. Greg was there with his family before his oldest daughter heads off on her mission in a couple of months.
It was an eventful morning. We decided after 90 minutes we had seen enough. We understand the Parade lasts for nearly six hours!
We went back to our apartment, got things in order, and prepared for the temple tonight.
We had a really neat experience. Stan was in baptistery and a brother was there with his three teenage children. He started a conversation and found out he was from Gilbert and originally from Queen Creek. Come to find out his grandfather is Newell Barney. A great family friend who Stan knew from years ago. What a small world that the McClure family would be in the temple at this time. Happy Birthday, Newell, who turned 90 last week.
We love Manhattan and serving in the Temple.
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