We Made It This Far...

This is a picture of the Stanislaus County Court House, Modesto, circa @1950. Modesto was, and I quote: "a classy' town born at the end of the railroad track in 1870". And in 1950, I was there when Modesto celebrated Californias' 100th birthday! What a day that was!

Nature Boy pulled a choo-choo train, the engine and a couple of cars, for about 50 feet using a rope clamped between his teeth.

My mother came in either first or second in a hog calling contest! There was a watermelon seed spitting contest but Mom opted out for fear she might spit out her false teeth. Pop just said 'no'!

There was a fireworks display and all kinds of musicians entertaining the crowd and a lot of other good stuff to see, hear and do! We had a ball! It was great!

Earlier there was the Presidential Campaign train stop by Harry Truman in 1948! He stood on the platform of the last car and gave a speech.

Truman's speech must have made a hit with everyone because John F Kennedy did it again in 1960! And they both won their respective offices! Thank goodness for Modesto, the 'President Maker'!

Well, there is so much more to tell about the great state of Modesto but I have to get to the point.

The point is,- Modesto is the furtherest Mi Espousa (a little Mex lingo there) Donna and I got on our trip to Texas, Nebraska, et al. Bummer!

Remember that cold Donna went to San Francisco and got from her sister, Janice, and brought home? Well, the evening of the first day on our way to Texas, I finally accepted it from her, just to be nice! She said we should go anyhow but I wanted to wait until the next day to see if the virus was really ensconced in my rhino. -It was- and firmly!

Anyhoo, we came back home and Donna, not one to be outdone, relapsed. So here we are, snorting to each other.

There's a big jam session tomorrow but I guess we'll have to pass on it. Another bummer.
And a fellow I have been trying to convince to go to a jam session called and said he and his wife were ready. Oops! Bummer number three!

But, we'll get better and hopefully make the next jam session and maybe head for Texas later in the year if the weather isn't too bad and,- If the Good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise!

Later...