On the first Sunday in May (almost 2 weeks ago already) the town band came by our house to awaken us all like they do every year. However, this year it was after 9:00 by the time they got to our house. It's a good thing we weren't counting on them to wake us up like they usually do.
It was still great to see them, especially the red-head playing the trumpet. He's the son of my Brazilian friend, Ingrid. He smiled up at me as they rounded the corner and came by our house. It was cute.
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