Rep. Heim has an entry recapping the life of a candidate during the 4th of July weekend. I’m a little tired just reading it: parades, pancake breakfasts, ice cream socials, and, just to keep things busy, a family reunion.
That may be too much of a good thing. My family went to the Town of Wolcott’s 4th of July festival. That’s a pretty good time for a young family. As my wife has noticed, I have a real thing for “booth food.” I’m kind of a skinny guy for whom food is not necessarily a priority. But if I go to a fair or festival or something similar where they’re selling pork or rib-eye sandwiches, watch out. Anyway, Wolcott had the pork sandwiches and some of the little traveling carnival rides. My two year old boy *loved* the rides. My wife Amy thought maybe he’d be scared. That boy? No way. He has such a love of being spun and tumbled. The real problem was getting him off the ride. He doesn’t really understand the concept of “pay, ride a little while, get off.” You’ve never seen such sorrow. Aside from that, there was a live band and just a bunch of people enjoying the day. There is something about Indiana festivals I just love.
But I digress.
I think that spinning around is the way little kids get high. Unfortunately for their elders, they don’t like to stop (I say “unfortunately” since their spinning often involves the spinning of an adult – for whom being dizzy has turned from an occasional thrill to a fear of falling). But it’s great to watch them have fun….for a while.
Did you see Myron Sutton at the Wolcott 4th Parade? I was excited that Myron was there, showing himself in Lehe’s backyard. Lehe chose the Fowler Parade instead.
I didn’t see the parade — we didn’t get there until probably around 5 or 5:30, after the weather cleared up, we made the decision to go, and we managed to get the kids rounded up, properly dressed, etc. etc., and made the drive from Monticello to Wolcott.