Adventures of Kilted Man
Hell-o all,
Denver's St Patrick's Day Parade was today, and of course I was in attendance.
Waiting for some of my unfortuante non Kilted friends to trickle in to the appointed corner, I spied a local TV (channel 4) camera crew. I was asked politely if I would mind giving them an interview, of course I agreed to it. Well the questions were the standard ones regarding if it is OK for everyone to be Irish on St Patrick's Day? No matter what I tried to do to steer the conversation to the universal and global appeal of the Kilt, they seemed to return to the standard question. Well I tried to tell them again that many worldwide wear the Kilt (even mentioned several countries, several times), but unfortunately in their endeavor to get to the sensationalism of the day, they probably put me on the proverbial cutting room floor. Still not sure if I am in the news or not.
The parade started and all the dignitaries came by and did their waving, smiling, and other "official" dignitary duties. When the parade began in earnest, I noticed Highland Water in one of their trucks (they had 2 in the parade I later found out). Following right behind was a local band Gobs o' Phun. They are marketed in the area by Colorado Celtic Entertainment. Allen Lynott, a member here is one of the partners and he was walking by and asked me to join in the parade. Didn't have to ask me twice, as I was there. Found out that they had four Celtic bands in the parade. When we are at the end of the parade route, the last band they had to play was ready to go, so I marched again with Canned Haggis.
When I caught up to my friends that I left, they were surprised to see me again with yet another band. When we were finished, I made a quick return to be with my friends as we finished watching the parade (it is known for being a rather long parade). They were glad to be with not only a spectator but a participant as well.
Indeed a great day, even though it was a wee bit chilly. How do I know? My nose was cold.
Glen McGuire
A Life Lived in Fear, Is a Life Half Lived.
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