A few days ago during Green River, Wyoming’s Flaming Gorge Days parade, my favorite brother tweeted about the lack of a band in the parade. Today we were in Sandpoint, Idaho walking around downtown when I saw this sign in the window of an establishment. I’m in full agreement that every parade needs a band. Congratulateions, Sandpoint, on figuring out a unique solution to this problem.

Years ago … more than I want to count … I was in the marching band in Soda Springs High School in Soda Springs, Idaho. I played the drums, usually the base drum. Every year the High School Marching Band would march in the 24th of July Parade in Soda Springs. I don’t think we ever marched in the 4th of July parade because the Veterans handled that parade. We wore woolen red uniforms with full jackets and tall hats with a plume on them. By the end of the parade, which was only about six blocks long, I was drenched inside that uniform. The high school band no longer marches in parades in the summer time in Soda Springs and the Veterans don’t either. It’s definitely a loss. Perhaps Soda Springs should adopt the Sandpoint solution, I’m thinking.

This is our last day on this vacation. The map says we can be home in about ten hours if we drive 55 on the Interstate. We’ve decided that’s just fine and we’ll leave here in the morning and park the motor home at our own house tomorrow evening. That’ll give us Saturday to put things back in order so we can go to Soda Springs on Sunday afternoon.

Our granddaughter Kendra is in North Salt Lake for a few days. She flew down from Seattle a couple of days ago and will fly back next week. She’s staying with our daughter Heather and family. After Church on Sunday, Heather and the kids are driving up to Soda Springs and we’ll meet them there. Thanks, Heather, for making this possible. All the more reason to head for home tomorrow!