It’s all about the candy, for the kids. Even the big ones.
My neighbor, she wanted the box of Dots that was tossed to the ground at her daughter’s feet.
The dads, not to be outdone, wanted candy, too, so Holly and her buddy shared their homecoming parade loot.
But this year, the parade was about more than the candy, for me.
This time, Noah got to ride on a float alongside his Batavia High School soccer teammates.
Last year he missed his first shot at riding on a float, as his freshman team had a game, but this year he was ready. I’m not sure who looked forward to it more, him or me.
Usually, he’s one of the kids scrambling for goodies as they fall. But this time, he was one of the ones tossing them.
He and his teammates tossed candy and miniature soccer balls to the kids who lined the parade route.
My heart swelled even more as I gazed west up Wilson Street, as the sun peeked through the still-leafy trees. Spirits were high; the air was mild; and, while it’s been a challenging several weeks for one reason or another (aren’t they always?), for these few simple minutes, life was good.
Batavia looked good, too.
I am grateful for that moment.
And for that tiny roll of Smarties. Thanks, Holly.
• Jennifer DuBose lives in Batavia with her husband, Todd, and their two children, Noah and Holly. Contact her at firstname.lastname@example.org.