Friday, July 4, 2008

Tradition: Fourth of July

It seems that the older I get, some things never change, yet at the same time, it seems that lasting traditions begin to die for one reason or another. This year I experienced both.

For as long as I can remember, my family has attended an annual breakfast held on the 4th of July up Big Cottonwood Canyon at Brighton. My mom's parents had a cabin nearby and so every year we would go to the breakfast and hang out at the cabin afterwards. This was the 34th year the breakfast was held and I have been there close to every one of them.

Annual 4th of July Brighton Breakfast - 1976

When I was 13 years old, a new tradition started for us. There was an old fire engine that drove around the Brighton Loop a couple of times and we got to ride on it and wave to everyone. It was like a mini parade. A few years later, when there were too many people to fit on the fire engine, my uncle brought up his truck and we decorated it and followed the fire engine around the loop. We would wave and sing songs to people. Then, with our group growing even more, we moved on to a trailer and started throwing candy.

2006 - The Nance Family (& friends) Bandwagon

This year a letter was sent out, telling people that the parade would be cancelled and no longer allowed. I guess they felt like it was getting a bit out of control and the liabilities were too high. So to our utter disappointment, we only went up for the breakfast this year. But it is always nice to see family and friends. Unfortunately most of my extended family were so upset that the parade was cancelled, that they didn't even come up for the breakfast. There were a lot of disappointed people this year. I was one of them! But we still had a great time eating and seeing old friends from our previous ward.

Above: Ariane, Becky & Me. We grew up together in the same ward.
Below: Me with my mom.


Where's the Candy?!?!

People were lined up along the streets waiting for the parade to start. Little did they know they were in for a disappointment. There were a few cars that didn't get the message, so they still drove around the loop and threw candy, but they were basically just following the flow of traffic. Still, a few pieces of candy were thrown - a few of which I consumed myself. Maybe next year we'll do the same and just pretend we're being really festive!


4th of July Memories

  • Being with my Grandparents up at their cabin.
  • Looking for the Green Gate up to the cabin (we still do that).
  • The Syrup Man.
  • Taking pictures on the ski lifts.
  • Climbing to the big rock on the mountain.
  • My mom buying lots of candy and counting it out into bags. Everyone had to have the same amount in order to make it fair.
  • Seeing my extended family all dressed up in Red, White, and Blue.
  • Being in a Parade and throwing (& eating) the candy.

3 comments:

Debbie said...

I think I know the syrup man. He was in my ward in the Avenues in Salt Lake. He would always talk about his days in Brighton. Somewhere in a file downstairs I have his one page history of Brighton.

Heidi said...

Oh my gosh!! I LOVE the pictures!!! So cute!

Stephanie said...

tears running down my face!!