"Last one to Nome buys the M&M's..."
"The last musher's were all out of the chute and on their journey to Nome ( by way of Fairbanks this year unfortunately;-) In about 40 minutes the snow fences were being taken down, the ads removed and the crowds dispersed in total. Not a soul left on the street or sidewalk. But then we watched a small boy climb up and onto the back of the Bronze Husky Statue. He mounted the dog's back leaning forward like one would ride a horse. Dreaming a small boy's dream, flying like the wind in pursuit and in a race with the hardy musher's on their 1000 mile journey to Nome. The lad looked to be in the 8 year old range. He was totally alone but we're certain he could surely hear the roar of a non existent crowd ~ cheering him on. My wife immediately said 'Last one to Nome buys the M&M's'"
Excerpt from an e-mail message received from Jim
and Nancy of East Liverpool, Ohio