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July 17th, 2007

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She Would Ride the Last Two Blocks of the Grand Floral Parade Each Year

Ever since I can remember, my father took my little brother Ryan and me to the Rose Festival's Grand Floral Parade. For me, the most exciting thing to see besides all the horses and floats, was hopping on the side rail of my Grandma and Grandpa Woolf's antique car when they drove it in the parade for many years.

My grandparents drove around all kinds of dignitaries -- Royal Rosarians, former Miss Oregons and the like.

I actually even got to be in the parade for the last 2 blocks, because I'd stand on the rail of my Grandparent's 1915 Overland.

At age 29, I rode in that same car to my wedding.

I've always taken my daughter to the parade, and this year I am taking my second daughter for the first time. I was so sad when the Grand Floral Parade no longer wanted the antique cars to be a part of this magical day for the City of Portland. [For the Centennial Grand Floral Parade, a record number of vintage and antique cars made appearances.]

Thank you for the memories.

~Carmen Woolf Kaczmarczyk (Beaverton, Oregon)
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She Met Her Husband During Rose Festival

A Dee Jay at the K103 Radio station gave me information on contacting Rose Festival with this memory.

My husband and I first met during the Rose Festival when he was serving on the U.S.S. Berkeley.

Come June 11, 2007, it will be 16 years since that first meeting -- and will also be our 14th wedding anniversary.

Here's the remarkable way we met...

I was working in an office on the eighth floor of a building in downtown Portland. I saw my future husband in the Marriot Hotel, which is across from the building I work in. We managed to catch each other's attention.

The next thing I knew I was writing my name and phone number on a piece of cardboard. The rest is history. Love stories do happen!

~Vina Carpenter
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In 1961 She Was a Finalist in a Contest for Girls Who Wished They Could Princesses

Back in 1961, there was a contest held by Farmers Insurance and "The Reporter" newspaper. That year the Rose Festival theme was "I wish I were..." The contest was for young girls who wished they could be Rose Festival Princesses.

There was over 1,100 entries -- and I was one of the twelve picked as a finalist.

We had a day of questions and the winners were chosen. I wasn't one of the winners, but I felt like a winner to get that far in the contest. We were given special seats for the parade, and since then the Rose Festival has always been a very special time in my life and the lives of my family.

We're among those who go and set up chairs along the curb -- then the night before one of my daughters goes and saves the spots for us.

Now I'm taking my grandchildren to the parades, no mater what their age.

~Barbara Killian (Salem, Oregon)