There were fire trucks, stilt walkers, clowns, the Portland Raging Grannies, the Portland Ghostbusters, marching bands and, of course, politicians in convertibles.
Plus, the horses.
The horses were the highlight of 7-year-old Arjuna Huerta’s entire morning. One horse even stopped for her. She petted its nose as it gently bowed its head, its blond mane flopped on the girl’s hand…