Pioneer Day

Happy Pioneer Day! My wife's grandfather (several greats), John Pack, was in that first hardy group to enter the Salt Lake Valley. He was an advance scout and later hosted the establishment of the University of Utah in his living room. It's fun to have married into that heritage.

We were up in Cache County yesterday and ended up campaigning another of John Pack's descendents. Small world.

We watched the Great Race in Mendon. The many legs included grandmas on scooters, stick horse racers, a riding lawn mower grand prix (I had never before seen a mower with a tachometer and wheelie bar -- which actually was needed when the clutch was popped), a log saw, a dunking booth, sack race, three-legged race, many other marvels, and, lastly, a pie-eating contest (whole cherry pie). The red team came to the pie-eating stage in fourth place out of four, but pulled out the victory when some young iron-gut inhaled the pie in about 2 minutes.

I think I'm going to love the campaign trail.