For many years I was in charge of the Bluffton Christmas Parade. Trying to decide who the grand marshal would be each year was one of my favorite things. I spent many sleepless nights on my quest for the perfect person. I invited presidents, and even got a reply from one of them -- Jimmy Carter, who said he was too busy at the moment to make the trip to Bluffton. I was sad, but I understood. Later I found out it had something to do with the shah of Iran.
There have been many special moments at the parade. One I remember with great affection was when Blufftonian Simone Griffeth accepted my invitation to be grand marshal and flew from Los Angeles for the occasion. Simone was just starting her acting career, and I was thrilled she said yes.
One day our dear Mayor Lisa Sulka came by my store and posed the same question I have asked many times to others: Will you be the grand marshal of the Bluffton Christmas Parade? I have said no many times when asked because I feel there are so many Blufftonians and others more worthy of the honor. After much thought, though, I accepted this time.
So for me to be in the cat bird's seat Dec. 7 was amazing. To see all the adorable children and the happy faces of everyone was so much fun. We had such a hoard of candy I could not believe it was gone before we turned onto May River Road. I learned to wave slowly and toss the goodies far and wide. I loved every minute of my reign for the day, and I have loved every moment of being a part of our town.
A friend of mine and I were talking the other day about how Bluffton has grown. She was saying in the old days she had to put on makeup and make sure she was presentable before going out anywhere. Now that Bluffton is bursting at the seams and so many new people are moving to town, we can relax a bit. She now feels as though she can leave home without her "face on," and dressed in comfortable clothes. I reminded her it might apply to most of us, except Patsy Hodge. That girl probably wakes up looking put together, let us hope she is becoming near-sighted in her old age.
If you missed the beastie feast after the Christmas parade, you really missed a great repast. There were many delicious beasts to dine on and wonderful music. The feast is in its second annual outing, and I am sure the fun will continue. It is an underground event presented by some really swell hunters and cooks. From all reports, a fun time was had by all.