Dwight and I have discovered the cool thing to do in Sioux Center on a Sunday evening - ride your motorcycle up and down main street. Admirers sit in the park or hang out along the sidewalk. If you aren't cool enough to have a motorcycle, then the next best thing seems to be to get an old pickup truck and pile a bunch of teenagers into the back. Then, you can drive up and down the street so the admirers can check out the group or you can hang out in the mall parking lot. The whole thing is reminiscent of Oval Beach in Saugatuck. I'm so glad I'm not a teenager anymore.
We have been wonderfully welcomed here in Sioux Center. As soon as we got here, a whole crew of people showed up to help us unload the truck, someone went and picked up some lunch, other people helped us unpack boxes. Neighbors have brought us meals. People have arranged for our kids to spend time with their kids. A whole group of kids took Maria and Jon Felipe to the movies with them one afternoon. We have felt very much enfolded into the community. If this is what it means to move to a small town, I like it.
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I know someone who could lend you a few motorcyles if you want to be part of the cool crowd :-)
ReplyDeleteIt's a deal as long as you and Barry come out to give us lessons :-)
ReplyDeleteHad my morning tea, reading email and your blog. Thanks for taking the time to share a part of your life in Iowa.
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