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Puerto Rican Day Parade Part 1

June 9, 2008

Sunday was the annual Puerto Rican Day Parade in Manhattan. It, I believe, is the largest parade in Manhattan. And the loudest. I had my rules (posted Friday) and mostly followed them.

I was at 53rd Street on 5th Avenue. Not a bad spot, but one I thought I might have to defend at one point. I got there around 10am and it was the first open spot on the route that I found (having walked up from about 49th). After I was there for about 10 minutes, a man and woman walked up and announced that they had reserved the spot. I sputtered “reserved?” in an incredulous voice and then said I had been there for 10 minutes. They counter-announced that they had been there and had left to get breakfast. I thought better of saying the obvious counterpoint. And then they said that their family was right there, too. Next time, folks, tell your family to announce your “reservation”. I didn’t budge. Not true. I shifted over about 4 inches. I was in a rebellious mood and didn’t want to give up a good spot in the shade.

Anyway, that’s where the argument began and ended. They fit in with the rest of their family and we didn’t speak again. No threats or anything like that; just a brazen announcement made that was supposed to chase me off. But I guess I was more stubborn than they expected.

After an hour, the parade started. It’s a big parade. I didn’t make it all the way through and still ended up with way too many pictures.

First, the Hispanic Police group.

After them, as usual, came the dignitaries. Lots of them. I didn’t know I had taken his picture, but the guy in the white shirt, center, is Mayor Michael Bloomberg.

My area was pretty popular with reporters. I figure that if they wanna block my view, I can take a picture of the back of their heads. I believe this is a NY1 reporter and cameraman.

And the dignitaries kept on coming. Here’s the City Council.

A break in the dignitaries to give a real important person a chance to meet us: Miss Puerto Rico, Jenice Marie. (Forgive the open-mouth shot, it’s the only one that came out reasonably clear.)

A number of areas of Puerto Rico were represented. I really could never figure out the beginning/end of these groups. But this is the Lajas group. The cop in the picture was around for about half the parade.

Lajas beauty queens. I don’t remember quite as many beauty queens last year. This year, zillions of ’em. Not complaining…

Lajas dancers. This was one of the best groups I saw all day. I liked the liveliness and the native costumes.

I think Parguera is another area of Puerto Rico. Might be part of Lajas, might not be. See what I mean when I said I just couldn’t tell about area designations?

And this was the Lajas Folklore Ballet group. So, we’re still in Lajas…maybe. No dancing by this group. Just walking and looking elegant.

More dignitaries showed up. This was NYC Assemblyman Reuben Diaz, Jr.

Another dignitary. The one and only Congressman Anthony Weiner, complete with bullhorn and sign bearers. I’m proud of this shot. I call it the “Weiner Run” and I see him do it all the time. He’ll go to the side and talk/shake hands and then bolt out from that group as if he’s spotted someone he knows further on. It gives him a chance to break away from the handshaking. I don’t envy him doing this for a couple of miles in that heat! And it was as hot and humid and NYC summers get.

This guy had a more leisurely way of getting around: roller blades. He just looks like a character and certainly drew a lot of attention.

Heck if I know who these ladies were. Beauty queens. Yeah, that’s fine. But put something where people can read it, please. The hood says “Piratas Del” something and “Arroyo 2008”. I dunno.

I saw these guys and thought “Navy”. Wrong. It’s the U.S. Public Health Service.

Dancers! More specifically, The Little Branches of Borinquin. Borinquin or Borenquin is an area in Puerto Rico. These were pretty good dancers.

I love this one. This is part of a big group from Banco Popular, a well-known and very large bank in Puerto Rico. Well, they had a beauty queen. And why shouldn’t they?

I like this shot. I would never confuse Chuck Schumer with Banco Popular beauty queens, but maybe others did.

This is Senator Chuck Schumer. Puerto Rican for the day. He was talking constantly in Spanish over the bull horn.

A new area of Puerto Rico: Ponce. And they’ve got their beauty queens. She looks like she oughta be in Carnivale.

My final picture of today’s post is another beauty queen. Who was she representing? Why Goya, of course. I have some of their beans in my cupboard. You probably do, too.

As I said earlier. It was hot. And muggy. And hot. I had on some really good sunscreen and did survive without a burn.

-H

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Dance Parade 2008 in New York City – Part 3

May 20, 2008

Here’s my third and last post on the 2008 NYC Dance Parade.

The next group was something called “Stage Stars”. There wasn’t a lot of dancing being done by them at the moment, but I did catch one woman having some fun.

The next group was, at least for me, the most boring group of the entire parade. By far the most boring. And they were probably the only professionals: the Knicks dancers. They didn’t do any routines, they didn’t do anything other than walk and wave. Ladies, it’s a dance parade. Dance.

Well, the next group didn’t dance either, but I do love the concept of the beauty queen (just take a look at my Polish Day Parade postings). This is Miss Dance of the United States. I haven’t the foggiest idea of how she got the crown. I presume it is from this source.

I hope she gave a nice exhibition at Tompkins Square Park.  Maybe the Knicks dancers did, too.

And next came the next batch of hula-hoopers. It was great to watch. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen them used and it was too long.

The next hula-hooper was great. Thanks for the pose.

Despite my calling the group “hula-hoopers”, it was actually more of a costumed group. I didn’t see any identification for them at this point. But the costumes had me think that they were frustrated trick or treaters who are waiting for an altogether different parade.

The next picture was something of a celebration of the warmer weather, in addition to the costume theme.

If we’ve got hula-hoops, we gotta have more stilt walkers, too. I think it’s one of those immutable laws of parades.

This dancer vamped it up to 11. Thank you very much.

Other than the guy who was the only one on the block, this next guy was the most exhibitionistic. He got cut off from his group by the cops to let traffic flow through. Then he kind of took over from the cops and started directing traffic (getting blasted by horns once or twice). And, fueled by adrenaline (and maybe more), decided to share his enthusiasm with the rest of us as he slowly caught up with his group.

These two appeared to be late and were running to catch up, too. I just think of them as Batman and Happy Woman.

A group called Dance Studio brought back a little more organization and style.

Although this next picture isn’t taken during an action sequence that I remember. These youngsters did a really nice set of dancing with some of the other Dance Studio people.

Formality disappeared when the Dance Police showed though. Where were they when the dance criminals from Metropolis in Motion were flagrantly flaunting the no dance laws? Oh, they aren’t that sort of police?

This was the only breakdancing I saw in the parade.

This next group came with no sign as to who they are. Middle East or faux Middle East? I don’t know.

Finally! Another hula-hooper. I know you needed another fix.  I certainly did.

A group called Melting Pot Dancers then showed up. Oh, and they danced.

They were a pretty fun group although I was getting a little tired of freestyle and the like.

They did have a float, but I really can’t remember any significance to it.

The next group was called “Freedom to Dance”. Don’t these people know it’s a crime to dance? Well, I guess they’re prop dancers. I don’t know what that means, if anything. They just used the flags as props.

Yep. Props.

Just how many groups are there in NYC devoted to dance? Lots I know about (because of the parade). This group is called Gravity. They weren’t very somber, so I presume they are acquiesing to the physical process. We must heed gravity. It’s the law! Oh, and they wanted freedom to dance. You know, I didn’t see a single one of the paraders thrown into a (real) jail.

I was, and remain, mystified by this next group. I saw the two cherries on their shirts and haven’t been able to figure it out. There has to be a simple reason.

They seemed to be associated with the float below, which had the words “Martinez Brothers” in big letters. The young ladies were celebrating the warmer weather. Yet, not a single smile amongst them.

Finally, the cops showed up to arrest the whole lot of them! Okay, not really. It’s just the end of the parade.

I’ve covered a lot of parades and I generally enjoy them.  And, yessireebob, I did enjoy the Dance Parade.  It’s a keeper.  In an odd way, it reminds me of the Persian Day Parade.  The first time I saw it, the streets were pretty empty of viewers.  But this year, it was jammed big time.  And a jampacked parade creates a buzz and excitement all on its own.  Here’s hoping that next year the crowds are huge!

-H

Dance Parade 2008 in New York City – Part 2

May 19, 2008

To start my second post on the 2008 Dance Parade, I want to present the bravest and most determined person in the parade. A very vigorous dancer, and a very good one, too.  Her act of bravery and determination?  She danced in high heels. A woman next to me basically gasped when she saw it and kept saying that the dancer was going to cripple herself by the end of the parade. I sure hope she didn’t. I honestly don’t know how she kept it up, though. She would have danced a mile at this point. Maybe she joined in really late and then dropped out after a couple of blocks. Anyway, she was great.  (Her dance style was more than just a little shake while walking around as she was most definitely doing some little moves and bumps and the like.  But at least she wasn’t leaping around.)

Our heroic/foolish/dancaholic woman was followed by a flamenco style dancer that I also enjoyed.

And she was followed by a swing group that was very vigorous on their own.  Nicely done, folks.

This group called themselves Dance Manhattan. Once again, I simply couldn’t capture the energy.

And the stilt dancers! Yeah, they were dancing. Not throwing each other around, but they were certainly dancing on their stilts.

The woman below was a favorite of mine. Really very much in the shimmy/shake kind of style. Very, very fun to watch. And a great person for the pose.

This next part was really nice. The man was dancing with the woman to the left and then the other woman, who was much lower energy, was just swirled into the dance. The first woman broke off and started dancing with others and the man and the smaller woman started into their own dance. Just one of those little vignettes that you wonder if it was planned or the smaller woman finally allowed the others to cajole her into the activity, or whatever. Not anything of consequence, but just a little bit of something else in the mix. Maybe. Incidentally, this was the Gotham Swing Club.

This next group, Zydeco Messenger was perhaps the oddest group in the parade. I really liked the music, but that’s the key. Although they danced, the whole point of this group was the music, not the dance. That’s not true of any other group in the whole parade.

This group had no announced name…I think. There was a car at the front with some small letter saying Yehoodi. It may have been the group or the sponsor, or the driver’s name who wants to make sure he gets in the right car every day. But the dancers were great. The blonde was the most eye-catching.

Some more dancers. I think they were still associated with the Yehoodi group.

This next group had two things of real note. Look at that little girl on stilts. Unreal. She always had an adult very near and very ready to catch her, but she was doing it all on her own. I can’t imagine she had done the whole parade to this point on the stilts, but she was going on pretty steadily.

She and the next bunch of people were associated with a group called “MetropolisInMotion.org” that had lots and lots of signs saying “Legalize Dancing”. I looked at their website and they complain that NYC’s caberet laws prohibit/limit dancing. Okay. But there’s an entire Dance Parade. NYC’s clubs are renowned for the dancing. But according to the group, dancing is a crime in NYC.

In that case, lots of criminal activity on the Saturday afternoon streets of NYC.

More dancing criminals. I imagine it was hard for the cops to keep their weapons holstered.

But it was a fun group and they really did dance up a (criminal) storm.

I don’t know what her style was, but that’s a jail cage on the float behind her.

Dancing women in chains.

Roller Boogie anyone? It’s Sisters in Motion! The oddest part about this group was that the first part of it were mostly male.  It’s a strange thing when I think about it.  I was more intrigued by the misnaming of the group (or at least the fact that the “Sisters” included men rather than the fact that everyone was wearing roller skates.  I guess it’s easier for me to transport back to 1978.)

More Sisters in Motion.

Hula hoops were a popular part of the parade. Yeah, hula hoops. It makes me think about buying stock in Whammo or whatever. I saw them in several separate sections of the parade so maybe they’re making one of their periodic comebacks.

All I know about this group is the name “Peter Munch” on the float. It really didn’t strike a chord with me and I just have virtually no memory of their being around other than they were passing out some sort of flyers that I refused.

This next guy had the whole block all to himself. And he carried it off well.

This group was called “Music in Motion”. They were good, but nothing special. And then something drew them over to my side of the street and they started to put on some sort of dance exhibition. I didn’t know what was going on.

Here you can see them all looking over to my side of the street. They really started to do some dancing. I was delighted at the display, but didn’t have a clue as to the cause.

And then I looked to my left. Well, they had something of a competitor/friend who was apparently doing some sort of a dance challenge on them. This may be the best picture I got the whole day.

-H

Dance Parade 2008 in New York City – Part 1

May 18, 2008

Oddly enough, or perhaps it is to be expected, NYC has a parade dedicated just to dance. Take your pick of the dance style. I didn’t note any minuet, but I think I saw variations on just about everything else. Well, come to think of it; no square dance section, either. Man! I wuz robbed!

The parade had perhaps the weirdest route I’ve ever seen for a parade. It started up on 31st Street heading south on Broadway; then it cut over to University (just north of Union Square); and then hung a left on 8th Street to end in Tompkins Square Park. Well, at least that’s what I heard. I stayed around 10th and University for the whole parade. And it did last quite a while. I think I’m gonna get about three posts from it.

And, now, on with the first post.

The parade started at 1pm, but we didn’t see anything in the Village where I was standing until about 1:40. They may dance hard, but they parade slow.

The parade was eclectic to say the least. It had a lot of international dance, but it seemed mostly to consist of dance companies. And not a single marching band! Not one! Where was Mother Cabrini’s? Where was a dancing marching band? Nevertheless, it was a highly enjoyable parade and the dancers were almost all having a grand time entertaining us and each other.

First up, some sort of Caribbean dancers.  Or were they just belly dancers?  Caribbean belly dancers?

But to be honest, the real stars of this group were the musicians. The dancers were fine; the musicians were great.

The musicians were followed by more dancers, whom I presume were associated with the music. I don’t know it, but I’m guessing. This parade was actually pretty bad in detailing who was who. The two dancers at the back of the below photo were actually very, very good. I thought I had a better picture of them, but no go…

Then a group called Pure followed. A really nice little show where they did mostly, I guess, what is considered an interpretive dance of some sort.

Looking at the picture below, all I can think of is how it’d look from a June Taylor dance perspective. (For those of you who aren’t old fogeys, that’s a group that would dance on the Jackie Gleason show and their gimmick was the filming of the group from above.)

A group called ASAmed followed. Well, they did. I think the picture below was part of their group, but the formal group follows in the next picture. The group was middle eastern and was primarily more in the belly dancing style.  (CORRECTION:  reader Debbie Lakis sent in a comment that the below group is called “Manhattan Tribal”.  Thanks!)

Here’s the ASAmed group, at least where they were clearly identified. I really regret that my photos don’t capture the actual movement of the dancers. When you see the dancers with their hands out, don’t even think they were posing. These ladies were dancing up a storm.

All I can say about the below picture is that this dancer was following a Mexican float/bus of some sort. I cannot place the outfit into any sort of mental category in my head.

I really loved the Korean Institute of NY’s display. They actually had a number of dancers and everyone was about as colorful as you could hope for. The picture below captures my best moment of watching them. In the others, they are a lot more scattered and you can’t really catch the movement and the impact. Or, at least I can’t.

This was a group of Polish dancers. Probably. They had a flag that I think was the Polish flag (red and black, double-headed eagle).

Here’s the start of what I considered the best part of the parade (out of a pretty good parade). The Bolivian dancers were intent. Wow, oh wow; they were intent! The young lady at the center of the picture was utterly consumed with the passion of her dancing. It was almost scary. They stopped for a moment and all of the ladies crouched (well, there were some guys, too). Then, all at once they popped up and started dancing again. And this young lady wasn’t going to let anything make her miss her cue. It was just the look in her eye and the way she just wouldn’t let up glancing at the others to make sure that she and they were all in sync. Very fun, at least for me.

And it was fun for this woman, too. She just had the biggest smile.

The more “interpretive” or modern or contemporary or whatever-ya-wanna-call-it style then seemed to take over. I never again saw the passion and the communal action that the Bolivians had. The rest was fine, but perhaps just a little too laid back to stand close comparison with the Bolivians. The next picture was of a group called “Contemporary Dance Theatre”. They were way too laid back to follow up on the Bolivians. And they either knew it and didn’t try or they thought they were too cool to be as energetic. This is one of the few moments that they were dancing when they walked by me. That isn’t to say they weren’t big on dancing in other places; all I’m saying is that you couldn’t prove it from what I saw.

The East Village Dance Project followed. They had some interesting stuff, but there was still something of a vacuum from the passing of the Bolivians. Of course, these were mostly kids and probably shouldn’t be compared to the others, anyway.

Now, the Neville Dance Theatre did start to bring back some life. They weren’t as numerous or as passionate as the Bolivians, but they were very, very good.

As you might expect, I did enjoy the moments above and below. The dancers were having fun and enjoyed having their pictures taken. Thank you.

The Amy Marshall Dance Company was pretty good. I got a number of shots of them, but I just don’t think I captured their energy. In the picture below, you can see some of the high kicking going on in the background, but it was a bit spread too out for me to really capture.

A lot of the dancers were very young and were very bendable.

The next group that came was, I think, something about “Luigi’s Jazz”. At least, that’s what was on the back of the guy in the stilts. Maybe that’s Luigi in the back of the car. No other sign of who they were.

That’s the end of my first post on the parade (I think it may end up as three posts). There were a bunch of great moments during the parade and I hope to point out the rest of them. It was a nice day and a nice parade with some good music and no really bad music. There were a lot of dancers out there to strut their stuff and a number of oddballs who wanted to show how odd they were. There were even, strange as it seems, some political aspects to the parade, but not in the manner you might think. I’ll cover it in tomorrow’s post, but I honestly don’t know if they were just pulling a scam (probably) or making a point (seemingly a really minor point, if so).

But you have to wait to see that.

-H.

Canyon of Heroes

May 9, 2008

The start of Broadway is downtown in the Financial District. And just after Broadway starts, you run into the fabled Canyon of Heroes. This is where the ticker tape parades are held. Well, there’s no more ticker tape but I think they do a simulated version of it when they have those rare parades.

The picture above is from the north looking southward.

All along the sidewalk are these inserts. They hold a date, a name, and a description. First, November 2, 1960 when President Eisenhower and Vice President Nixon were apparently featured in such a ticker tape parade.

But, you object, 1960 was a presidential election year! Was there some sort of Republican lock on such parades. Nope, just past it is the October 19, 1960 marker for the Democratic presidential nominee, John F. Kennedy. (I guess V.P. Nixon had to share his parade with the sitting president while JFK got his own. But then, Nixon’s was closer to election day.)

Well, those are pretty prestigious individuals. It takes a lot to get a ticker tape. Well, maybe nowadays. Back on November 4, 1959, they held a ticker tape parade for Sekou Toure, the brand new president of Guinea. He was about 37 at the time and had set up a one-party system to lead Guinea after freeing it from French colonial rule. Nowadays, NYC gets a passle of presidents from other countries and I don’t see any parades for them.

Heck, you didn’t even have to be a president. Willy Brandt was the mayor of West Berlin when he got his parade on February 10, 1959. Of course, he later went on to lead West Germany so maybe it was just in anticipation…

-H

2008 Greek Independence Day Parade – Part 5 of 5

April 14, 2008

Ah, the fifth and final post on the Greek Parade. I keep think how I could have made this shorter, but I really didn’t want to eliminate parts of the parade just to make it fit into a smaller size.

The next part of the parade was the “Karpathian Youth Organization”. I presume it’s named after the Carpathian Mountains, but I think they end before they reach Greece. Well, maybe they reach parts of Greece that don’t show up on maps.

The Kassian Benevolent Society had a small contingent of marchers.  (All I could find in Wikipedia is a woman named Kassia who, bear with me, was a 9th Century poet/hymnist and beauty and nun in Turkey, but her forebears appear to be…Irish.)

Ah, the Dodecanese arises again! This is the American-Lerian Association. That seems to be associated with the island of Leros, which is one of the Dodecanese that I talked about in the previous post.

And if there’s one Dodecanese, there’s bound to be others. The Nisyrian Society of New York marched. I think they are from Nisyros, another island in the Dodecanese.

And we’re out of the Dodecanese and onto the Greek Orthodox Church of St. George. Well, there are 162 or so islands in the Dodecanese…maybe there’s a St. George island.

And, back to the islands! The marchers below were proud of their home: Crete. It isn’t one of the Dodecanese, but is the largest island in Greece.

More Cretans from Crete. And despite coming from so far in the south of Greece, they are concerned with the north: they have a sign regarding Macedonia always being Greek.

Drexel University marched apart from the other universities showcased in the previous post, but this display was much bigger than any of the other universities.

Too-long-since-kids-in-native-costume-picture. Must-show-picture…

A nice float from the Cathedral of St. Paul in Hempstead, New York.

The below is a group called “Joy of St. Paul” from the Hempstead Greek Orthodox Church. I saw a few groups with the word “Joy”, so I presume it is an acronym. Probably the last two letters stand for “Orthodox Youth”, but I don’t know about the “J”. Of course, I may be reading too much into it (but I did eventually find that GOYA stood for “Greek Orthodox Youth Association” and I presume that something of the same holds for JOY.

The Greek Orthodox Church of the Ascension had a nice float and to the right back of it says “GOYA, JOY, & HOPE”. I presume all three are acronyms.

I loved this float for its politics…which I don’t have a clue to. This is the “Soccer Champions of Greece”. I didn’t see people who looked like professional soccer players, so I presume it was a youth group. They had the standard “Macedonia is Greece and only Greece” slogan. I’m aware that they have claims on it, although there is a separate country up there that calls itself Macedonia. But the sign I truly love says “Alexander the Great was Greek and Olympiakos! Never never never Scopianos.”

Well, his dad was Phillip II of Macedon. I don’t know what is meant by “Olympiakos”. And I’m a bit taken back by him never being Scopianos. I hadn’t heard about that one way or the other. I’m not part of the argument, so it is all the same to me, but there is a lot of bad blood about the part of (no longer existing) Yugoslavia that took on the name Macedonia.

Saint Paraskevi Church and Shrine of Greenlawn, New York had a nice little float.

And I thought the next group was pretty cool. They called themselves the St. Irene Chrysovalantou Orthodox Monastery in Astoria. Orthodox priests are allowed to marry, but I presume that Orthodox monks don’t have that right. But then, I really don’t know.

This was an interesting float. It was based on “Ode on a Grecian Urn” by John Keats. With young ladies dressed as Grecian Urns. They had a small exerpt from the poem on the side of the float. The group sponsoring it was St. John Theologian Cathedral of Tenafly, New Jersey.

And every Greek Macedonian society group around seemed to be part of the next float, appropriately named the Pan Macedonian Society.

The next group was the Benevolent Society Ladies of Kastoria. I only got the last of the benevolent ladies in this picture. They were followed by the Society of Kastorians “Omonoia”. Well, Kastoria is a part of northern Greece, near Macedonia, but I’m at a loss on Omonoia.

The Archangel Michael Greek Orthodox Church of Roslyn Height, Long Island, had a nice little float.

Fighting for the human rights of northern Epiros. Epiros is an area in Greece and Albania.

I left before the parade was fully over, but I was tired and, as you can tell, the weather was a little cool. All in all, a pretty good parade and I enjoyed it.

-H

2008 Greek Independence Day Parade – Part 4 of 5

April 13, 2008

It looks like it’s going to be a total of five posts for the 2008 Greek Parade on Fifth Avenue to be covered. It’s been a week since it happened, but the new WordPress editor and I don’t get along very well and I probably would have done it in 3 posts normally; but I can’t quite create a “storyline” like I used to. Now, I just put up the pictures and write about them.

Speaking of which, the next picture was the most unusual float in the entire parade. It was a celebration of Greece and a Greek-American boxer: Mighty Mike Arnaoutis. His float was a bit of bragging: that Mike is “The Pride of Greece” and a bit of politics: “Macedonia is Greek”.

Another Bank made an appearance. This time it was “Alma Bank”. From what I understand, it is a brand new institution located in Astoria and Brooklyn. Always remember that Astoria and New York Greeks are tightly intertwined. They may or may not be Greek themselves, but they are marching right amidst their customers.

And the Greeks are very family oriented. Lots and lots of kids in native costume in the parade. I like this picture despite accidentally lopping off the top of the woman’s head.

The next set of marchers and their float was from the Cathedral of Saint Markella in Astoria. The float was pretty colorful.

Kids from St. Markellas Cathedral School.

I really liked this one, although I sympathized with the man-horse. This is from the St. Andrews Greek Orhodox Church in Randolph, New Jersey.

The next float was from the Cyprus Federation of America. You may just catch a glimpse of the politics of this float saying that “37% of Cyprus” is under Turkish occupation since 1974.

The next set of marchers was from the Association of Asgata. I believe that “Asgata” is Cyprus, or at least Cyprus-related.

My notes on the next group calls them the “Greek Orthodox Council”. I don’t know who or where they are from, nor their authority in terms of the Greek Orthodox Church.

Next came a whole bunch of marchers associated with St. Demetrios. This group is from the St. Demetrios Cathedral High School of Astoria.

St. Demetrios High cheerleaders. It’s a parade in America, we gotta have cheerleaders. (Well, we don’t have to, but they always make a parade a little more of a parade.)

I can’t go very long without a picture of costumed kids. It’d be…unGreek.

A continuation of St. Demetrios. I like the sign. I have no idea what it means, but I like the sign.

Some more high schoolers from St. Demetrios. I presume they were too old (and not old enough) to wear costumes, so they wore their school uniforms.

More marchers from St. Demetrios. My pictures are a little out of order here, but I presume it isn’t critical for you to catch the parade’s nature. Me? I blame the WordPress editor despite the fact that it had nothing to do with me getting this out of order.

The Bronx High School of Science’s Hellenic Cultural Society had some representation. Good for them.

Universities were also represented. There was a group from the Intercollegiant Hellenic Society. The schools I caught being represented were Baruch, Hofstra, Montclair, NYU, Seton Hall, and St. Johns. Not a bad representation.

My final picture for today’s post is the Federation of Dodecanese Societies. At first, all I could think of was some sort of multisided object like a dodecahedron, but that’s my foolishness. It turns out that the Dodecanese are a group of about 162 islands in the Aegean Sea. Most are uninhabited…maybe I oughta stake a claim…but I sunburn way too quickly. Okay, you folks go out and grab yourselves an island.

I shouldn’t be too flippant. It turns out that Patmos is one of the Dodecanese. Wow.

It also turns out that a dodecahedron has 12 sides.  There are 12 major islands in the Dodecanese.  Not a real coincidence, but I figured someone would point it out.

-H