Ode to Kaysville on the Fourth of July


July 4th 2007:  Richard & Andy (marc's bros); Marc, in snorkel gear;
Sam (my bro), and three of Richard's kids


On the fourth of July
Might as well sit and cry
If you simply cannot be in K-town.

The smell of the grills
In each backyard just thrills,
As parties convene around K-town.

Any other parade
Is just a charade
Imitating what goes down in K-town. 

Though the rule is half-hidden,
Candy-throwing's forbidden;
We put safety first here in our K-town. 

But the first thing we see? 
Our cops hurling with glee
Pounds of taffy they bought in old K-town. 

Massive cheers on command
For the DHS band:
It employs every third kid in K-town.

But no spectacle beats
The mass brawl in the streets
That's the water fight all over K-town.

The firemen's hoses
Spray up hundreds of noses
It's ingenious! our parade in K-town.

The fireworks at night
Garner ahhs of delight
Just as any big show outside K-town.

If for just a short while,
Every face is a smile
In my beloved American K-town.  

7 comments:

The Hodges Family said...

Love this picture and poem!! Aw...good memories of childhood holidays....miss them so!

Unknown said...

I think the last time I was at the Kaysville parade Marc had his own float (okay he was in the bed of a truck) and it was awesome! Correct me if I am thinking of someone else. But I also miss the water fight!

Mariann said...

Marc and Katie, I love reading your blog. Thanks for the peek into your English world. I have not given up on the idea of getting over there.
Love, Aunt Mariann

Katie said...

Marc did have his own "float" for a few years running! It said "MARC". :) It was so funny, as he drove through the parade everyone would cry out, "It's Marc! Hi Marc! Hooray, Marc!" Brilliant.

Katie said...

Hi Mariann! Well GET OVER HERE already! ;)

KT and Lance said...

Ahhhh...I love the ode to the K-town parade! I think I loved it even more this year, just because I don't live there anymore, and because it was 72 degrees!

Kelli said...

Yep, you hit it right on the head. I appreciated it more than ever this year.

And yes, I had to tell everyone who would listen about Marc's float. Wasn't it the final float our senior year? What a way to end a parade!