Red, White & Blue
Jul 4th, 2010 by B.C.A.
The Fourth of July is probably my favorite holiday. The fourth for me means family, snow cones, rodeo, the lake, more family, lots of food, water fights, trap shooting, volleyball, four-wheelers, a local parade, and did I mention family? When you throw all of these aspects into a mixing pot it’s the recipes for cherished memories. This year we even had a zip-line which will be a part of all future Gunlock memories.
Every fourth is spent in Gunlock. As I’ve gotten older, going to Gunlock feels like going home. Time stops. As soon as you drive into the city limits nothing else matters. Nothing else exists.
Our Statue of Liberty for our parade!
This year one of my younger sisters decided she wanted to do the donkey-watermelon race. I told her I’d do it with her if her named got drawn out. It just so happened that she was “lucky” enough to get chosen. In all my years of going to the Gunlock rodeo I’ve never seen the part of the donkey-watermelon race where they but roughly 40 people in a pin of 20 donkeys and tell you to hop on. Now donkeys aren’t the nicest creatures. They really can be a pain in the… *cough* Well for me and my sister our donkey was actually a pain in the knee. That’s right! We both got kicked. After that Danielle decided she wasn’t too keen about participating in the race so we both bowed out with a limp.
Lesson Learned: Never trust an ***.
Me and my big sister
Well… this is me…doing down a big slip-n-slide fully clothed. I couldn’t help myself!
