This is Labor Day weekend. I remember one Labor Day back in the 40's. I was to spend it with my Grandma. She lived in a gray stucco house on the east side of town. We lived on the west. My Mom put me on the bus and told the bus driver to be sure to have me get off downtown. In those days we got a transfer and could get on a different bus and not have to pay. There were llittle side seats up by the driver where I was supposed to sit. I was to wait at the shoe store and look for my next bus...get on it and tell the driver what street I wanted to get off at. My Grandma would be there waiting. I was a very small child, but in those days you could do that. When we got to Grandma's street...there she was in her housedress, apron, her hanky flaired in her pocket, her stout black lace up shoes, and her purse. We hugged...nothing like hugging a plump Grandma. We proceeded on to her house just down and across the street. This was to be a special weekend. We were going to our town's wonderful Lord's Park. Grandma's Methodist Church was having a gathering at the above pavillion to have a picnic lunch. We had fried chicken, potato salad, and the works. I don't remember what we brought, but it had to be easy to carry, as we had to walk there, not having a car. The picnic was part of the Labor Day festivities, so there were a lot of people there. The pavillion had a wrap around porch which was filled. The people spread out their picnics on the lawn. I can't remember anyone in chairs. The ladies dressed in their dresses. Lots of kids running around...probably getting into trouble. This pavillion looked out over a wonderful lagoon. Beautiful but wicked swans swam back and forth. I say wicked because once in a while they were known to attack people...especially when they were nesting. In the middle of the lagoon was a band shell. There was an old fashioned band playing traditional patriotic music. To me they sounded like the Boston Pops. Isn't it funny how sometimes your memories of the past make things seem better than they really were? We had a wonderful time together that day. I didn't go to many places with my Grandma...she was a stay at home woman..always busy, but that particular Labor Day was spent with me at the pavillion.