If you have the good fortune to catch a small-town parade this Fourth of July, then these pictures will look familiar to you… If not, I hope they are the slice of nostalgia you are looking for today!
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Creative Sparks
Recently, I rubbed shoulders with a ‘Brilliant One’… acclaimed as Brilliant with a capital B. I was quite in awe as we 
shook hands and felt the warmth radiating sparks from his star status. The whole millisecond was just that, a millisecond, but enough to feel exactly what is transmitted from contact with a capital B Brilliant One. Actually it was only a handshake and a few niceties, but you get the metaphor. Yet, despite the hoopla buzzing about, there was a discernible droop around his eyes, a downward trend across his brow, a forward curve in his shoulders: the burden of this capital B tangible and not at all enviable. As I let my hand drop, instead of aspiration, I felt something different.
On This New Day
This morning I woke feeling a bit off kilter. After eight days of being in a very intensive and regimented program of scoring AP English Literature essays, I suddenly had six undefined hours ahead of me before I needed to be at the airport, and my morning felt oddly stiff, like donning a new pair of shoes. I attempted to lay in bed but dawn called me out and up and lead me to wander beside the Ohio River, which snakes along the backside of Louisville, Kentucky.
