Going old school this weekend–something about parades in the coal region remind me of my early childhood days of the 1980s.. But so much has changed in the coal region of Pennsylvania since the Reagan days of the shining cities on hills and Communist threats. Now we are faced with dilapidated structures and hardcore drugs running wild on the streets..

But it was still a decent day in Girardville as bagpipers played as beer guzzling parade goers cried until their kilts ran dry.. 

All we need is a miracle.. maybe a miracle… Maybe some day.