That’s how I saw those little girls, too. Imagine! Someone made those little costumes for them, and they would have practiced and practiced. And then performed in front of all those thousands of people from their neck of the woods.
I thought about how proud their parents must have been. I’d have busted my buttons.
I didn’t care who the candidate was at that moment. Those little ones held their own without looking too frightened. They were darling.
It was something so, I don’t know, like Old Time America.
Made me think back to when I was a little girl.
It was very fun to watch.