It was a very big deal. There was a parade, with horses and floats.

I had to do something or the horses would have broken their legs.

Obviously, the best date for Tupelo would be the first part of January. They need to get some separation from Vegas.

Without it, we'd just dry up, the farms, the town, everything.

It made this valley live.

It's even all over. It feels good. The horses just seem to bounce along. I can go inside and out. It's like running on a carpet.