


Pine City.
a small town, small enough that the streets are stocked full with camp chairs 2 whole days before the parade.
so small that on about the third friday of every may you will find most kids, parents, and
grandparents at field day and the day after the elemaentary auditorium is filled twice for a entertaining show put on by the school teachers!
the news travels quick around here
the rodeo is big (all of the small town cowboys getting down)
i love it small
the fact is i wouldnt want it any other way
i love seeing my teachers act so silly and anticipating watching the bull riders
i love hearing the horses whinnying and the leaves rustling early in the morning
i never want to wake up to street construction or police sirens
i don't want to have to drive to see a green field
but as i speak Katie is packing to go off to NCU a college i will probably one day attend to get a pastoral degree... and i hate to say this but it is dead center in the middle of the cities.
this town, the country, these people
have shaped me and i am proud to say i live in the small little town of PC
its better then i ever imagined and i never want to leave so i am ejoying it right now when there is no doubt that it is mine.