Have you ever seen the New Year’s Day celebration in downtown Philadelphia. The Mummers Parade is something not to be missed. Having lived in the city at 11th and Pine Streets, and 16th and Lombard, and 17th and Spruce and well you get the picture. I lived in several downtown places from ages 25 to 37 but one thing was consistent and that was that every year on New Year’s Day, I would stand with friends on the sidewalk among throngs of onlookers to watch 10,000 men and women strut, dance and twirl in their colorfully lavish costumes along Broad Street.
Nothing could compare to being on the sidelines as each group showed off their richly designed costumes and strutted like proud peacocks in unison. The excitement was contagious. The well choreographed performances set to banjos and string bands added to the carnival-like atmosphere.
This year, living near the beach in Florida, I look back on those days in the big city partying with the best of them on new Year’s Day with fond memories and gratitude for having had the experience.
Happy New Year Everyone!