Every year, there is a big celebration in our small town to remember the founding of the mission. There is folk dancing, food, carnival rides, and a big rodeo.
Lots of people from all over the area come together to celebrate and enjoy the weekend.
This year, it was fun for Erin and me to go because we knew so many people. People from the church, the town, and my barber.
Erin and I went to the rodeo and walked around. We visited our friends Fred and Helio who were selling food at one of the booths. It was strange because it was common for a cowboy on a horse to walk right by you (or into you) while walking in the crowd.
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