This weekend is Hay Days here in Cozad~an annual event. Think corn dogs, cotton candy, snow cones, Shriner’s in little cars, horses and flying candy. Oh-and twirly “surely someone has vomited on it today already” rides operated by questionable personnel. True home-town, small-town fun.

They  chose to honor my partners and I by asking us to be the parade grand marshalls. Having never been royalty, I’ve never experienced the grand luxury of riding on the back of a convertible doing the parade wave. Quite fun, it was. Two of us were out of town (Pat & Jack) so it was just Steven, Kate & I.

Kate receiving a call from the ER mid-parade...