This weekend our family decided to see what all the fuss was about at our community's yearly RIB-FEST. Due to baseball/softball commitments or scheduled family vacations, we've never been able to go in years past and we were determined to go this time. When it was all over we came home with one neat memory. Our girls (11 and 9) got on the National Guard rock-climb and quickly strutted up to the top on all three sides to ring the bell. I'm not saying that our kids are better than other kids (but they are--deal with it!), but our girls made it look easy. Miss Sniz and I had no idea that our girls were part monkey (although it doesn't surprise me). We witnessed many other kids moving at a snail's pace up the wall and most did not make it to the top. The National Guard volunteers were so impressed that they signed them up for active duty.
Later that evening there were fireworks and we could see them from our back porch. All in all, it was a very nice day. However, as the fireworks were shooting off and we were "ooh-ing" and "ah-ing" I got to thinking about how strange this whole thing was. We just participated in an entire day devoted to...RIBS. We didn't go back and look at our community's history (there really isn't any to speak of, anyway) or remember our troops. We didn't pull together resources to help out those who are needy or have been afflicted by the recent floods. We didn't celebrate our heritage or even the birthday of a military hero or public servant. We celebrated RIBS in all their glory.
God Bless Ribs!?!
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Cierah did that on the alpine tower at family camp. I have a photo of her, harnessed in, climbing with sheer determination (she went higher than Olivia, lol.)
We too watched the fireworks. Got the kids out of bed and let them watch from our bedroom window. We're usually in OH for the 4th and have a tradition of going to fireworks in the country there, but will miss this year (timing is off by a few days). So those rib-works may be all they got. :O
And you're right. Our town has little history to speak of. We ALMOST had some. That was, 'till John Dillinger's dad decided to move the family to Mooresville instead. Did you know that Johnny Depp was there in March (seriously) filming scenes inside and outside the family farmhouse for an upcoming movie about Dillinger? Yepper! So Mooresville got Dillinger *and* Depp. Uh,...I'm happy with our non-historical town, lol.
Blessings,
~toni~
Oh... I support your rib celebration but that picture reminded me why I'm a vegetarian.
Hee.. happy fourth of july...
Summer-time holiday celebrations often overlook the real reason for the day of observation. But if we lose sight of that in lue of bbq dripping ribs, I totally understand
MMMMMMM! I'm hungry, where do live again. (HA) At least your town has ribs, my childhood hometown celebrates YAMS. They even have a YAMBOREE!
Do you think Edison Volquez will join Josh Hamilton as an All-Star? I hope he does, he is having a great season for your REDS.
Also thanks for the continued prayers for my job hunt. I'm getting a little worried and stressed.
Good for the girls! How fun.:-)
As far as celebrating RIBS-sounds like small town America anywhere. Although I never thought of the area you live in as "small town"...
Gotta love those ribs! Chow down my friend!
mmmm... ribs sound good right now.
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