Andy and I went to the Timpanogas Storytelling Festival a few weeks ago. We arrived at the Scera Shell, in Orem, just minutes before it started. Once we got there, it appeared that every person in Utah Valley was there. We had taken a blanket to sit on but there wasn't a place to put it! It was wall-to-wall chairs and blankets! The closest place was down to the side of the stage. We would be able to hear but not see. It was getting dark so we figured it would be a great time and place to make-out. (yeah, right)
We had just put down our blanket, when a woman came up and told us she had room for us on HER blanket! (There goes our plan!) We promptly got up and followed her as she searched the crowd for her place. In the meantime, another woman came and told us there were 2 chairs by her group that we could sit in. We thanked the first woman, who was still searching, and followed the second. We were a few rows back from the stage and enjoyed the storytelling in a comfortable, molded, plastic chair.
When it was over, we thanked the woman again, and walked to our car. We talked about how interesting it was, that, with all the hundreds of people who had to sit off to the side of the stage, we were singled out to have better seats. As we pondered it, we both realized why. It's the white hair! Sheesh, I'm 56, NOT 86! Andy laughingly suggested that maybe the people thought he was a good guy to take his MOTHER to the festival! (He was taking his life in his own hands with that comment)
Just so you know, not only are the people in Orem friendly, they take care of the elderly!
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