Going home again

I spent most of today in my home town, Woodburn. It was Woodburn Day in the Park with a parade, good food, Lion's Club donuts, yummm, and a place where high school alum could gather in air conditioned comfort.  It was all very nice and I had a good time visiting with friends but I couldn't help remembering what Woodburn Days was like when I was in high school. Back then it was a three day event with carnival rides, arcade booths run by exotic looking carneys, cotton candy, a parade of course, and fireworks on Saturday night. I met one of my weirdest short term boyfriends at Woodburn Days, but that's another story.  I miss the way it was but I saw lots of young families and little kids running around today, having a wonderful time and making their own memories.  Woodburn is 150 years old this year, still the smallest city in Indiana, with a population of about 500 and a city government. Hang in there little city.  You've got a lot of life left in you yet.