SUNDAY, MARCH 27TH.
It must have been this way in the
day of the Buffalo! A sudden noise
and, in less than the blink of an eye,
the herd begins to charge. They
called it a stampede!
Yesterday they called it an Easter
Egg Hunt! There were no Buffalo.
Just a couple hundred kids waiting
to charge into the field where
volunteers had scattered plastic
Easter eggs and candy.
I visited two of these events.
One in Plains Township hosted by
the Lions Club and another in
Wyoming sponsored by the
Anxious to get some good
video I ventured into the fields
where the eggs awaited the charge
of the kids. That's when I realized
it really doesn't matter what or
who is running over you! Trampled
is trampled anyway you look at it!
The wise move, I decided, was
to move off to the side just a bit and
allow whatever critters came by the
right of way! That worked out well.
For the hunters and for me!
Hope you've gathered your
eggs, have a Happy Easter, and that
all your NEWS is good!