Tradition: a customary or characteristic method or manner.
One of the longest traditions I remember is going to the Annual Civil War Muster in Jackson. One year we even camped out with all the performers. We had the tent right next to Abraham Lincoln; we gave his daughter orange juice the next morning because she had to take her medicine and he gave us donuts. I thought it was a pretty fair trade :-) Well yesterday was the day to go so we went. Actually, the whole family didn't go; just my Dad, Phoebe, Simon, and I. They still have the best sarsaparilla tea and kettle corn:-P It was SOOO hot but it was still pretty cool. The highlight of the day was getting to meet the son of a Civil War Soldier. He is 90 years old and his name is Harold Becker. His Dad was 17 when he joined the 128Th Indiana Infantry, his unit participated in Sherman's March to the Sea. 53 years later Harold was born, so 143 years after the war ended a son of a soldier is alive! I guess there are only 25 people left that are like him. Anyways, it was pretty cool. There was a reporter there with a little notebook asking him questions:-)
Here's a picture we took with him... that's his wife - I guess she didn't want to smile?!
The muster lasts for 3 days, we always go on Saturday which is always the day the confederates win. All the Yankees were retreating...:-( This was after half the regiment deserted.
At the end of the battle the confederates do a bayonet charge and scream their heads off at the crowd
On a lighter note, here are a few pictures from today. There must have been something in the air because black and white were popular colors today!The Burtt's brought some watermelon(it was delicious!) Here are the watermelon girls- they love it!!!
Well have a great night, I'm going to watch the closing ceremony for the olympics if it's still on:-)