Terrifying!

Making our way to Twin Falls, Idaho, we stopped at their very nice visitors center and saw tee shirts with people bungi jumping off a bridge. A bit later we were driving over that same bridge when John G. saw someone jump off just as we passed. If his hair wasn't already white, it would be now. Pulling in just after the bridge we were in time to see three others jump. They were parasailing. Those little tiny spotches of color are where they landed a few seconds later, hopefully in one piece.

Tonight we're in Park City, Utah, where many of the competitions for 2002 Winter Olympics were held. John G. must have had some sort of epiphany after dinner because the next thing we know, he's leading us into the Mormon ancestry store and to have his mother's roots checked out. They found her too. Even the census where John's father's occupation in NYC is listed as "tracer" and his brother (that's you Frank) is 1 year old.

Yesterday's trivia... Basically, a penny can mean anything you want it to.

Today... Besides skiing, what else is Park City famous for?