Every club has its royalty, and on parade day they wear it. The King, the Queen, the Grand Marshal — these are not costumes. They are honors, and the people who hold them carry the club’s pride down the street.
The King and Queen are the faces of the club that year. It is a place of honor, often earned through years of service and devotion to the club, and on parade day they ride or lead in their finest — sashes, crowns, custom suits and gowns built for the occasion.
The Grand Marshal sets the tone at the front, the one who guides the parade and holds the dignity of the whole procession. Watch the Grand Marshal and you watch the club’s heartbeat.
The wider court can include past kings and queens, honored elders, and the young ones being brought up in the tradition — a living line from the founders to the future.
When the court comes out, the crowd feels it. This is the club at its proudest: dressed like royalty because, for this day and this neighborhood, that is exactly what they are.