If you want to live in some hoity-toity neihborhood by the beach or hi-rises or lofts go ahead. If the number of places that serve tofu within walking distance is how you rate a town, hey, Monrovia ain't for you.
But if you want to live in a place that runs out en-masse to watch elementary schools and Brownie troop kids walk up the street (with major gaps in between) for a good old-fashioned Christmas Parade, then I defy you to find a place this side of Kansas with a more down-home holiday hoe-down.
Enroute to the parade, we passed Chris and the new twins rolling (asleep) (them, not him) down Foothill. From there, it was a great Monrovia show, with a full Primrose presence.
Sadly, Robert learned he really ought to read the manual for his expensive camera. A lot of shots didn't come out at all (oddly, including all of the ones of politicians!). But, here's a selection of the night...
The Monrovia Reads & Plays Reading Mobile was up front. We didn't see Becky Shevlin from the 300 block, but it's a fair bet she was around.
The Monrovia Marching Wildcat Band is having a double-duty week. Tonight they led the way for Santa. Friday night, they will be the sound track as the Wildcat footbal team fights to reach the CIF Championship Game! They looked sharp! (And, hey, isn't that the same tuba player from this picture?)