Yesterday, I had some issues, nothing life shattering, but I wasn't able to blog.
Tonight was Rib-Fest, the annual party and competition at Pam's house. T-shirts are printed every year. Those who chose to compete could enter their ribs in the voting. There were also two different pie competions. Chanel 13 came this year, filmed some highlights.
Ben and I missed most of that action, he had an All-Star practice...I had to commit 100 percent for this season, so we had to leave. No one gets it, unless it's your own kid. We did come back:)
This was the time of year when Jack and I hit the road, our destination was usually Colorado. I kept a journal on two of our trips.
July 4th 1998
9:10am- leaving Hy-Vee parking lot
Destination: Colorado Springs
64 cassette tapes should keep us entertained.
1st tape- Smashing Pumpkins-Adore
Road Kill:
Big dead crow
Big dead deer
Lots of guts on the road from various dead animals, dead cat, big dead raccoon.
1st gas stop : Grand Island, NE.
We arrived in Colorado Springs after 11hrs and 48min. We were listening to The Stones, Hot Rocks album.(Excellent choice Jack)
We checked into our hotel just in time to watch the best 4th of July fireworks we had ever seen. Our parking lot was filled with specators. All we had to do was stand on our balcony.We saw so many things that had never been shown in Iowa, colors and fireworks turning into shapes.
That was my entry in my journal. The next early evening, we drove into Telluride...our vacation spot.
For some reason, July was always our travel month
Rib-Fest was a blast, as always....granted, we missed a ton of the festivities.
Neil called out of the blue, as I was searching for my travel journal, he was surprised that I answered my phone. He needs more recognition, than mentioned now...he deserves a whole blog...that's how much he means to me..and that's how much Jack loved him. Stars and stripes forever:)
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