Wikipedia.) Those were fun times. Floats were built on hay wagons and some were horse drawn while others were drawn by farm trucks or tractors.
It was during the Great Depression and dust bowl days were upon us. But Oiltop was in a bit of a boom due to the giant oil field it was built upon. We had two refineries going with double shifts and people could make a living in the dust. Even so many of our farmers and their sons went off to join the Civilian Conservation Corps to work for the government building dams and roads.
Hard times or not, we drew together on the Fourth of July to celebrate our nation and our freedom. I had gotten a hold of a second hand camera and gone around taking pictures of folks as they decorated their floats. I often tried to dig up juicy stories, but those were nixed by my editor who thought a woman's place was in the home not causing trouble. He would later assign my stories to Grant Harding the lead reporter at the Times. Meanwhile I was assigned household tips and cooking articles. Now anyone who knows me knows I'm not much into household cleaning or cooking, but it didn't matter. I did the job and I did it while feeding Grant tips to get the story of the day.
Thankfully things are better for women these days. My granddaughters all have their own businesses. I'm proud of them. Oh, we still have a Fourth of July Parade that ends with a band concert in the concrete band shell, but these days even a woman in her 90's can publish an investigative report on school funding mishandling, political scandals and yes, even the occasional murder. The best news is that we don't need the approval of a man to do it. We can publish them ourselves on blogs, Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr and Instagram. Yes, indeed independence is alive and well in the USA.
What is your favorite Fourth of July memory?