You can't go to Jackson Hole without seeing the gunfight in the street. The kids are ready and waiting. David and James having their own gunfight before the show.
Pictures with the gunfighters.
After the gunfight, we went to the Jackson Hole Playhouse to watch Grease.
More pictures in Jackson.
We had shakes at this saloon where the kids sat on saddles.
"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived." — Marjorie Pay Hinckley
3 comments:
So cool!
Girl, You NEVER stop!!!! I could just eat Faith!!
I love Jackson Hole! I think we are going to try to go next year. You guys seriously do so many fun things!
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