The Star of Bethlehem Parade, a Valley tradition until 1971, when it closed due to lack of interest. Or lack of volunteers willing to assemble Church floats. Or lack of an audience to watch the floats. Or lack of parents willing to drag children by the ear to participate. Or parents willing to miss Mary Tyler Moore or Gunsmoke. In the mid-60’s, it drew crowds of 200,000. A few years later, no one.
It’s one of those eternal civic mysteries, like why did cruising end on the boulevard? Everyone has their own answer, and none of them match. It’s my single favorite question to ask lifelong Valley residents. My doggedly idiosyncratic polling and probing over the years has yielded zero clarity. People are touchy on the subject, and I’m left feeling a bit like Spencer Tracy in Bad Day at Black Rock, stumbling toward an answer which concealed shame. People trail off into evasion, where two minutes before there was enthusiasm. But they’re adamant it has nothing to do with, you know… Mexicans.
No one today wants to admit they refused to volunteer for the last Jesus float. But the Holy Spirit, in keeping with 2,000 years of tradition, finds a way. There may no longer be angels hanging from city lampposts, but there are storefront churches popping all over the Valley like kudzu, and megachurches where once there were empty lots.
The Mexicans have something to do with that. Also, the Guatemalans. And the Salvadoreans and Armenians and the Koreans….
All photos courtesy of Valley Times Collection