We had one visitor today, and he was a local guy who drops in occasionally, so I didn't get to tell him anything, show him anything, or sell him anything. We had a nice chat, however. David and his 3-year-old son Patrick also dropped in on their way to a shopping spree, Betty came in after church and stayed for a while, and Ron was there with me as well, so we weren't really too bored, just a little discouraged. We made some popcorn, studied my camera instruction manual for a while, and watched a neighbor move around a lot of large crates with his fork lift. He just kept moving them back and forth from one storage building to another. Looks like he was even more bored than we were!
On the way home, we stopped at the Chelsea Motor Inn to drop something off, and we had a very nice chat with Frank, the owner. He is SUCH a good roadie, and his little motel is just about the neatest lodging on the Route 66. He told us that just after Halloween, his wife Trudy was feeding their pet bison (which they keep in the back yard of the motel, fenced of course) when she slipped and fell, whereupon the bison gored her squarely in the butt! We're not talking a little nick, but a 3-inch deep wound! She managed to drive herself to the hospital, where she got a bunch of stitches, both inside and out. Frank's description of Trudy trying to explain to the triage nurse that she had been gored by a buffalo in her back yard was the funniest thing ever. She had to repeat it three times before the nurse could process the information. What a hoot!
Anyway, here are some more pics from yesterday's big doings at the parade. I managed to lighten up a few more parade photos so you can barely see what we saw while we were there. Enjoy.....
Carriage pulled by white horses
Miss Creek County drove a tractor in the parade
I took this pic this morning. This is Tripper's cousin who works at a local Harley-Davidson dealership.