Saturday we went to the Mesa Old West Days. Mesa is part of metropolitan Phoenix but has kept much of its small town flair including this Main Street event. The street is lined with historical buildings and about three blocks were closed for the event.
There were many people in authentic costumes including our dear friend, Angel (center.)
And this fantastic plains Indian.
There were all kinds of booths, many geared to the Old West, and others, well, not so much. Food a plenty including our favorite: Navajo Fry Bread.
And a wild train ride for the kiddies.
The best memory for us was seeing Joe Bethancourt. Before we were even married we often went to see this guy perform at little place across from the old Christown Mall in West Phoenix.
He plays 65 instruments and sings all kinds of folk and western music.
He performed one of the best renditions of "Ghost Riders in the Sky" I have ever heard.
It was a great day. Full of memories, some cold wind and a bit of rain.
Have you been to a street festival lately? Do you remember childhood train rides or a favorite local entertainer?
You were close to home and yet it seems as if you were back in Tombstone again! Loved the photos. Sounds like a beautiful day in Arizona having some wild west fun!
ReplyDeleteI love the costumes especially that lovely red dress. I was coming to the last quarter of my memoir journal and thinking why is it the last pages look more monumental to write then the completely blank book at the start?
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