As I stare off into space, a sense of joy fills my soul, as I start to daydream. My dream takes me not just through space, but time as well. I am in New Orleans for my favorite time of the year, Mardi Gras. Immediately, I start preparing to participate in a parade which my grandfather helped create. For several decades, he and my father have ridden together, however, this year is my first.
We load the float with our “throws” and then, at the scheduled time, jump on. Like a small child in a candy shop, my grandfather is sitting on the float with a smile. He is throwing beads to throngs of people in the crowd, sitting in a chair that I built for him just a week before. This chair allows him to raise and lower his seat using a winch system, which
We load the float with our “throws” and then, at the scheduled time, jump on. Like a small child in a candy shop, my grandfather is sitting on the float with a smile. He is throwing beads to throngs of people in the crowd, sitting in a chair that I built for him just a week before. This chair allows him to raise and lower his seat using a winch system, which