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OUR ANNUAL CHRISTMAS COLUMN!: We are picky about parades. There still walk among us people who remember the Miss Universe Parade, in which women from all over the globe dressed down into event-sponsor Catalina swimsuits and were motored down Ocean Boulevard in Cadillacs, Galaxies and T-Birds in a hugely popular event.
We can only vaguely remember attending one year and screaming and running for our life while some lady - we're guessing our mom, but we were shuttled around like a Dickensian urchin in those days - ran after us and tried to pry us off a lawn jockey on the greensward of a bluff cottage.See the full content of this document
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Tim Grobaty: Blow the Horns! It's Holiday Parade Time
To this day, if while on a stroll through the woods we happen upon a Rose Parade, we throw rocks at it before retreating in horror, moving only at night, crossing cr...
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