Few days of my year are more predictable than July 4. That's because, starting a year in advance, I know right where I will be that morning: at the Lions' July 4 Parade.
I always sit in the same place on Norwood. This is not a behavior that is peculiar to me. In fact, I can pretty much tell you who is going to be sitting on the adjacent lawns and across the street. They all sit in the same place each year, too. Once in a while, a new person shows up and you can hear people around you saying: "Okay, now who is THAT across the street?"