Many, many years ago Glen and I were part of an energetic group who wanted to build a community center in our little town. The first Bodacious BBQ was held in the summer of 1984 and it was an event like no one had seen before. And it has been going on ever since, raising money for the community center’s expenses and the preschool program.

Pretty darn cool.

We were thrilled to be able to attend this year.  Greeting old friends was the best part.

Banjo Man turned out to be a real flirt.

The location was gorgeous.

As were our hosts.

Just-as-good-as-Willie-Nelson entertained.

A pig was roasted.

Mike (trumpet player in our band) helped out serving the “cracklin’s”.  He is one of the friendliest people I know.  And pretty good with a pair of scissors.

There was dancing.

And silent auctions.

 Look at this closely (or maybe not).  One holds the hot dog and the other two marshmallows.  I wish I’d won it.  It would make a great wedding shower gift, but I’m not sure who I’d give it to.  Or who would really use it, besides me.

And here’s that pesky Meryl Streep-lookalike  sneaking in another bid for a basket of wine.

Patsy won a set of pearls.  She swears she’s going to wear them while she vacuums.  We suspect she has June Cleaver fantasies.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

One last conversation…

…before the last shuttle across the bay.

See you all again next year.