There is something over in the far valley. I heard there is a bog there and at night I hear a loud deep roar coming from it. At night you see the glow of lights and sometime a voice drifting from there in the bog. If I did not know better I may wonder what it is, but it is just the monthly Mud Bog Races put on by on of our local volunteer fire department. God bless these men and women who risk their lives to keep us safe! I think about them on those deep, cold, dark nights when you hear the fire horn blow. I know that these people are leaving all that is near and dear to them to risk their lives to keep us safe once again! God’s speed may you return home safe!