Carolee, a flair for the dramatic
Today we went to Pulaski Wisconsin near the home of my son, David, and his family. First we attended a ‘Polka’ mass on the Polka Days fair grounds. I used to wince at the thought of a Polka Mass but must admit I now find it prayerful. Polka religious music an certainly lift one’s spirits.
After mass we met our son on the Polka Days fair route. My daughter-in-law, Michelle, and my grandson, Dustin and granddaughter Carolee were marching with the soccer float in the parade. My oldest grandson, Carson, was marching with the Pulaski high school band. There were a lot of veterans with guns and flags in the parade with many politicians, mostly Republicans. With elections coming up Polk Days draws out all the local and statewide politicians. Most groups passing by hand or throw out candy which makes the parade sweet.
After the parade we went to eating area to enjoy food and drinks. In true Wisconsin Polish and fair tradition I had a polish sandwich and a cream puff. After checking out some of the vendor booths we went to my son’s house.
While I was watching the baseball game on TV everyone except my granddaughter and I took a nap. With three different soccer teams, baseball games and football practice plus summer camps and 4-H my grandchildren and their parents take the rest whenever they came.
My granddaughter is eight and has a great imagination and flair for the dramatic. She changed her clothes and was wearing a dress we had not seen. She looked cute so having my camera present due to the parade I said I would like to take her picture. However, just posing for a picture is not her style so we got the picture on the side.
Thinking about it a Polish mass and a Polka Day parade also shows a flair for the dramatic.
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