I was out of the house by 9:15 this morning. My civic duty was calling. I was to be a judge at our annual Goose Festival parade. The day was beautiful – a little breeze and some cloud cover on a seemingly summery day. Shortly after 10:00 the judges paired into teams to check out the 70 some entries. Marcia and I wandered up and down, judging various categories (subjective criteria for judging – we made it up as we went along!!). In a small town you can show up in a tractor, or put a poster board on a golf cart and you end up with a reasonable entry. The line up went for blocks – the marching band was close to the front and the fire trucks at the back. And the town was out in droves!