The Macy’s “Christmas Parade” which eventually was renamed the “Thanksgiving Parade” has been held since 1924. In 1927, Tony Sarg was an illustrator who was hired by Macy’s to “come up” with new ideas for the parade. Tony’s idea was BALLOONS!!
The first balloons did not fly because they were inflated with air not helium. They were held up with poles. In 1929, helium let the balloons fly. It was a tradition to release them after the parade with Macy’s offering a $100 reward for their safe return. The release was ended in 1932 when a balloon wrapped around the wing of an airplane causing it to crash.
Snoopy will mark 2013 as his 37th appearance in the parade, the most of any of the balloons in the history of the parade. Snoopy appeared in seven incarnations.
Nobody has a monopoly on the event. Though NBC partners with Macy’s and has official broadcast rights, CBS fires up the cameras and broadcasts its bootleg The Thanksgiving Day Parade on CBS because the parade passes by its studio space anyway and it has nothing better to do.
I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy there’s somebody on my bed.”
I can’t move, breathe, speak or hear and it’s so dark all the time. If I knew it would be this lonely, I would have been cremated instead.
I look into the mirror. My reflection blinks.
I say, “I think I’m dead.” “Why?”, says the corpse beside me.
“I can’t sleep” she whispered, crawling into bed with me. I woke up cold, clutching the dress she was buried in.
I wake up with a cat on my chest. I don’t own a cat.
“Hi Daddy”, says the little girl who look like my wife. She’s four months pregnant with our first child.
“Your turn”, she says and hands me the knife.
No, really. It’s your turn. Post your own scary story in two sentences or less.