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23 April 2005 - 23:57

you're in the armory now

We've been doing this for a lot of years. And this was one of the best organized. A place for everything, and everything in its place.

The dutch oven cooking outside, with a menu of potato and carrot stew, with dessert of "scones" (which were delicious, but actually exactly like sopapillas, and nothing like scones).

The local P.D. was there, with their standard handouts of free gun locks (What? They don't hand out free gun locks at kid functions in your town?) and plastic badges. But a bigger hit was the impairment goggles, which distort your vision to mimick different levels of alcohol consumption.

Kids love those, even without trying to walk a straight line, or catch a ball.

Law enforcement also had a couple of their dogs there. With demonstrations by the attack dog (They did not ask for volunteers from the crowd. I would love to put on the thick suit and try to run away...) and the drug-sniffing canine (a ball-playing sweetheart of a lab who did excellent on the marijuana and cocaine (Touch the bag of coke and then the door handle of a car. and she'll know which door handle.) but would not, could not find the meth. More interested in the bones on our tables...).

Both fire departments were there, too. Complete with engines, and the jaws of life. A great demonstration of them peeling open and demolishing a 1970s-model Chevy.

Tough car. Hard to rip to pieces. Several in the crowd commmented on it being a waste of a perfectly good demolition derby vehicle.

And there was us, the wife and I, complete with a dozen or more furs, and skulls, horns, antlers, feces (elk, moose, sage grouse), and what have you pieces of critters.

Not to mention a functioning radio collar, and all the equipment you need to track someone as they circled around the building.

A really, really impressive collection of community services and fun activities.

It is truly a shame someone didn't check the school calendars before setting this all up. Between the track meet and choir and band competitions, we managed all of maybe a dozen kids.

Had more adults working for three hours than kids show up all morning.

There was also that family from Samoa. Guess I have to believe the mother when she says she doesn't know what an otter is. She liked the feel of the hide, of course, but I've never had to even think of having pictures of the live animals before. I mean here, everybody knows what an otter is, or a pronghorn, or an elk, or badger, or wolverine.

Or, almost everybody, I guess.

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