When the band asked for a volunteer to come on stage I happily rose to the occasion and played the scrub board. Not everyone can say they entertained a crowd at Mardi Gras. Main street was closed to traffic and several bands at either end of the street entertained the audience of varying ages. Huskers worked the crowd for tips and early evening there was a wonderful parade of floats with the focus on throwing beads to the throng of people. People in the crowd reminded me of ladies at a half-price sale. Did I mention that I have fifteen strings of beads?
One of my sons commented in an e-mail that he didn't want to know what I had done to get those beads. I reminded him that this was a Snowbird state where the rules are different.
With the light of a half moon reflected on Fred’s helmet we braved the chilly night back to Wildwood.