After the parade, we headed farther southwest to the 500-person town of New Market. This was for sure my first time at its parade, as well as the tractor pull. It was my first time to New Market ever. To all my city slicker friends, yes, a tractor pull sounds like the ultimate hick event, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't have fun. Those little tractors were pretty impressive and got moving pretty good. We finished the night with fireworks. For a town of 500, it was an amazing 25-minute show that really lit up the sky. None of that one-firecracker-every-two-minutes stuff here. There was a constant stream of low-flying fireworks combined with the massive circle/weeping willow type high-flying fireworks. Overall, it was a great day celebrating all things American.