Corn Festival

This weekend I'm going to a tiny, hardly existant town know as Haxton to celebrate the corn festival. Haxton is practically three hours away, and has fewer citizens than ours school does students. Most of the inhabitants are senior citizens, and though it sounds cruel, Haxton is truely a dying town. Every year at the start of fall, everyone gathers on the short little strip of "main street" for an hour long parade show casing the tractors and horses of the locals. Some people find it unceasingly interesting. I find it a bit boring. Anyways, the corn fest is always something to remember.