Provincetown knows how to celebrate. It does it every day. Most people are overjoyed to be here and happy to be whoever and whatever they want to be. No judgment. In fact, you’ll probably be applauded and cheered. So when there is an actual holiday, this town pulls it out. A few scenes from yesterday’s Fourth of July parade, as viewed from the East End …
It starts out looking like any other parade in small town America.
And then you notice something is a little different.
Interspersed with your typical solid core of fire engines …
… is Miss Richfield 1981 on her scooter wearing white patent leather platform boots. (We went to see her show last summer and N ended up on stage as part of the show. She’s still traumatized. And the rest of us still laugh.)
And, yes, we have masons. Really old masons, chartered by Paul Revere.
And then … it’s truly a Ptown parade!
We followed them down Commercial Street, people dancing the whole way.
And this is the essence of Ptown, captured in one shot. She was playing “Grenade” by Bruno Mars on her accordion, which we sang along with gleefully.