Of all the wonderful memories that we made today, this is my very favorite. Our teamster friend kindly offered to take a bunch of us down to the river to watch the duck race. When it was time to ride back to town, there were no seats left in the back of the wagon. "Just climb on up here with me." he said. The girls and I clambered up over the front wheel and perched beside him as he drove his massive Belgians, Bill and Ben, back through town. This is how Main Street in West Paris was originally seen - over the backs of a hard-working team. Thanks again.