Let me give you some background on this photo. My cousin Leslynn is more like a sister to me. We talk a couple of times a week. After lucking out locating a parking spot only a couple of blocks from our destination, we’d hiked to the grounds and started off with a tour of the legendary Calgary Stampede exhibit halls, ooh-ing and ahh-ing at some gorgeously complex quilts that had been entered in the Household Arts competition. The midway was next (more on that later) but once the rain began to pelt down, we bolted for safety, figuring it was time to get inside. We’d elbowed our way through the hordes to snag a pulled smoked chicken sandwich on a bun with a side…

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