I'm sitting here realizing I don't know what the name of this weekend's celebration is. Damascus Days? Huh. Well, you get the point. Some kind of celebration with a parade and some other stuff happening tomorrow.
The parade is always the place to be.
I'm always reminded how unique this little town is. First, it's not really little. There are over 15,000 people here. Second, it's like something you'd see in small-town America...like Ohio or somewhere. Except it isn't. We're not far outside of D.C./Baltimore. I like it.
Waiting in the rain for the fireworks...