The Stage Coach has arrived.....

Quite a few years ago my bank got hi-jacked by the Stage Coach. It was not a particularly happy trip. My old bank was so customer friendly, when I moved from another state, Icalled them up and they set me up with new accounts over the phone, made sure the paychecks got where they needed to be and were just a great bunch to deal with. Then the Stage Coach pulled in. It was a really bumpy ride the first couple of months as things got straightened out. They tried to sell my branch, and all our accounts to a bank I had never heard of (isn't that great customer service?) After alot of paperwork, I was on the Stage Coach. It has been over 11 years now, and they are familiar.

Then I moved to my current location. There was no Stage Coach for 25 miles. In fact, when I arrived, there weren't any "big" banks of any kind. There are three very small banks with branches in the small towns around us, and one other small bank that I have at least heard of before. Of course, the majority of our neighbors don't bank at these local banks either. Since we are a little further from "must have's" like Target and Sams Club, neighbors are always picking up things for neighbors. Nobody has cash, but there are plenty of checks to go around! It is almost like a game, "If you can pick up ______, I can write you another check, or give you a check from so-and-so or so-and-so-else to cash and use to buy the _______". Nothing like finally getting to the Stage Coach with 17 checks all for $10 or less. Even writing a check to the school might take 60 days to get cashed. That era has come to an end. The Stage Coach has finally arrived. Today was the GRAND OPENING! The high school band was hired to play for 4 hours. The drum line got to show off on their new drums that arrived the week after the state championship football game.
This would be the Mad Science table for the kids. They showed them how to make slime, helicopters, and how to clean up the environment. We are now missing over half the container of slime. I am trying not to worry about where it might be.
A yummy lunch of hot dogs and hamburgers in the 40 degree cold. Now I know what the patio heaters are good for. We sat right under one, but the wind kept blowing the heat away.
Two of us went for a ride on the Stage Coach. One of us thought we should get one of these instead of a car. One of us disagreed.
Not flattering, but one of us was VERY toasty in the layers. The other one wished she had listened and not insisted on shorts.

When the band started their last set, "jack" the mascot/dog started dancing with the band director. It was really funny.