Albion has an annual three day festival called the Festival of the Forks. I heard that the festival had a parade on Saturday morning and decided to take Big Red down to check everything out. After inflating the suit, it did not take long for me to crash my way into the parade. I slipped in between a theater group and a bunch of belly dancers.
The announcer at the judges stand did not know what to say as I approached. “Is there someone inside?” came over the loudspeakers. The crowd yelled back “Yes!” with smiles on their faces.
