


Saturday we drove to a local pumpkin patch, near Fenton. It was cheesy. J.D. commented as we drove past a local gas station: "You know you're in Jefferson County when you see a guy walking out of a Quick Trip with a 24 oz. can of beer and no shirt." There were a lot of people there, some terrible country music singers yelping "I was country, when country wasn't cool." The comment "Newsflash-- you're still not cool" could not be resisted. Jonathan most liked the old tractors that were pulling people around in wagons ($6.00 "hay ride" we did not go on). We just found two decent pumpkins and were on our merry way.
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