I was the assistant scout master of troupe 410. We were invited to participate in the Memorial Day Parade. My leader approached me, "You've have to pay your dues in order to walk on Monday." I gathered the boy scouts with some assistant leaders and we met at my house at 10am. We marched to the parade assembly site. We were put behind the cub scouts. I was able to get the Marine Corps marching band to participate. It helped, I'm sure, that by this time, Matthew was a sergeant in the Marine Corps. They were the highlight of the parade, so they were placed last. The high school marching band led off the parade at 12 noon. We marched down Main Street and we stopped. For what seemed like a long time. I didn't know that the parade stopped at every monument and laid wreaths. Now I know what my leader meant by "paying my dues." Hurry up and wait. The last time I heard that phrase was when I was in the service for my country. We marched on and stopped a number of times; I lost count. I was beginning to lose control of the kids. We marched by the reviewing stand and then made a right turn into the parking lot, where we were dismissed. I was able to hear the Marine Corps band a few blocks away and then they came into view. I was able to enjoy it. It brought tears to my eyes. The end.