Monday, November 07, 2005

Only in Norco

The town I live in is referred to as "Horse Town USA" and the census boasts an average of 3 horses for every person counted. The sidewalks are unpaved and designated as horse trails, the crosswalk buttons at lighted streets are raised high enough to push from horse back, and there is a hitching post or corral in front of most businesses including McDonalds, the grocery store and most churches as well of course in front of the local watering hole, the "Saddle Sore Saloon". Well it was yesterday late afternoon I watched as a fire truck pulled out of the new station near my house, the lights already flashing and cars beginning to pull to the right. The siren was started almost immediately. Then, almost like a choreographed dance, as the truck approached 2 horse riders the siren was extinguished, a hand was held out of the drivers seat window in a wave of acknowledgement to the riders, a wave of thanks back from the riders, the truck passed, the siren restarted and the truck zoomed by. I smiled at the bucolicy. Only in Norco.

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