Joe and I drove up to visit the grandparents last weekend. We highly recommend Western NY in August – it’s hard to beat.

Saturday found us at the Howard Old Home Days. For those of you who live under a rock, Howard may be the center of the universe, roughly equidistant from Avoca, Bath, Hornell and Canisteo. It’s the kind of tiny town thankfully still found all over the country. It has a library and a volunteer fire station, no school of it’s own anymore, but it does rock an annual parade with hand written signs. And it has a killer little historical society.

So if you’re ever in the 14809, especially in August like Joe and I were, consider yourself lucky.

Now let’s get this Margaret Franklin Memorial Parade started, right?!

When the horses pass, the parade’s over. Bravo Howard!