The Memorial Day Parade in Jackson Hole

This past Saturday I found myself pulling up a curb in front of the Wort Hotel, anxiously waiting to watch my 5 year old scramble for pieces of candy thrown by well meaning participants of Jackson Holes Memorial Day Parade.    If they only knew the result of overloading a kid with sugar on a rainy day.     It reminds me of the most genuine  side of Jackson that  keeps me happy living here.  It is these remnants of eras past that occasionally show their face and are always welcome.   The old cars  sputter with local fixtures waving and smiling.    Kids from various organizations march diligently behind one another  and yes candy skips relentlessly across the pavement and my five year old seems to be quite skilled at acquiring  large amounts of this high octane kid fuel in short periods of time.     As the last Jackson Hole fire dept firetruck passes followed by the street sweeper.   The rain starts to fall and spring time in Jackson is in full swing.  The fields are bright green and the mountains white from fresh snow.       This day also reminds us to remember the people serving our country past and present.   While we sit in the amazing valley isolated from almost anything.  The soldiers serving in Iraq and Afghanistan  must be thanked and hopefully soon to be returned to their homes and families.      This should also be a reminder for everybody to try and use less energy so that we can relieve ourselves from foreign oil.