The town wanted to thank Proctor for its town contribution, so through default, Gregor ended up as the parade’s Grand Marshal! He’s on the other side of the carriage so you can’t see him, but he got to wave and ride in this fancy ride. Unfortunately, that is not him in the Uncle Sam outfit either, nor was there any top-hat or twirling batons. He did say that the carriage is a most romanticized way of travel – he wouldn’t want to travel across the country this way. But we had lots of fun yelling his name and teasing him. Good work, Mr. Grand Marshal!
Next we rushed off to Nelson’s boat race for scouts – The Raingutter Regatta!