ARCADIA, Calif. - Everybody loves a parade, and everybody has their favorite, whether big balloons on Thanksgiving, tanks in Red Square on May Day, or the masked and beaded excess of the Endymion Krewe in the midst of Mardi Gras.
You can have them all. The best parade these eyes ever saw took place in Southern California, on a Saturday afternoon in January of 1973, and it was nowhere near the streets of Pasadena. There were no floats, no bands, and nary a Shriner in sight. There were just five horses and thousands of devoted fans, cheering their every move.