I used to ride with my dad in the potato truck and we would listen to Paul Harvey 's "The Rest of the Story." I miss those long summer days, my dad, and Paul Harvey; but now you may hear the rest of OUR story! ..."Good Day"

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Holy Smokes, Family?

In the pioneer village, they have an old fashion merchantile. Mike and I love to poke around in it everytime we visit. Today was no exception. While we were poking around, I heard my name being called. I didn't immediately turn around because during the pony rides, parents of a little girl with my same name kept calling it out. I did finally turn and who did I see...? My cousin Mark and his family; Jilleen, Jessica, Taylor, and Emma. We had fun catching up. The last time I saw them was at my Grandma's funeral a year ago February. They live in Boise, but were traveling through.
They were at the park most of the day, spending quite a bit of time at the "Children's Rodeo". I took some photo's of the rodeo as we rode the train. Reviewing my pictures tonight, I realize I caught my cousin in this shot.

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