My oldest daughter will be going to her high school prom tomorrow night. She could get a dress. She could make reservations for dinner. She could order a boutonniere. She could buy the tickets. Her younger sister found the best gift for her, though, a date to the prom. This will be her third prom, missing only her sophomore year. We didn't think she wanted to go this year, but as time drew near, well, perspective changes. There is plenty to worry about for prom night, most importantly the worry is that the students are not drinking and driving.
Freeport has the most unique prom that I have witnessed. There is the "parade of stars" with the students arriving in a wide array of forms of transportation. Anything, just about, seems to be fair game from tractors to dump trucks to mopeds. It is quite a sight seeing these teens arriving at the Masonic Temple in all of their regalia. Then there is the march around the city block where most every student attending the prom processes to the delight of parents, siblings, relatives, friends, and lookers-on. It is one of the highlights of Spring in Freeport. Small town, big ideas, and just plain fun. Our family should have the opportunity to attend several more before all of our children graduate from high school. Let's hope that some traditions are maintained.
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