Nevada Day 2011

Once again, the true Nevada Day has rolled upon us once again.  In honor, I have colored part of my hair blue, because of the state flag.  Could've gone with silver but that would've been very harsh on my hair, not to mention very permanent... 

It irritates me, 3rd generation native Nevadan, that our state's birthday has been trivialized to a mere friday holiday.. Growing up in the Silver State, it was fun to be one of the very, very few states that still celebrates its statehood.  I remember going to Carson City with my grandparents and sister Cheryl to be in the parade with the POWs and waving to the crowds as many stood and slauted the soldiers from WWII.  Made me so proud.  Now as an adult, things have changed.  State Legislature changed it to make it a three-day weekend.  I didn't always get a three-day weekend.  If October 31st landed on a Monday or a Friday, we were very happy!  Saturday or Sunday, we were sad, but we sucked it up. 

Nevada Day always brings up many fond memories of spending the day with Grampa and Grandma, and yes, even my sister.  She and I didn't always get along but for that day, we put aside our differences for a couple hours.  She has written a couple of blogs that made me want to cry.  She can put memories into a detail that I can't.  I could tell you the memory and paint you a picture by telling you, but its harder for me to put them into words onto the proverbial paper. 

After my grandpa passed away I wrote a poem...I wish I knew where I'd put it.  I believe its on my other computer, I'd have to look.  Maybe Cheryl still has it...