Pride was a big part of growing up in our community, and one of our greatest boosters was the now deceased, Mr. King. I especially looked forward to the yearly community pride parades he helped to organize. The parade featured the high-stepping Southwestern marching band decked out in blue and gold. The BIG S-O! The Pied Piper like parade would pass my home and I would eagerly jump at the end of the line and walk a few blocks or trail on my bike. The longer they marched the bigger the parade grew. What joy!