tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12260964.post-1118583671093662302005-06-12T08:09:00.000-05:002005-06-12T08:41:11.096-05:00

Friday night was overcast, which kept the crowds down from previous years. The smell of hickory wood was thick in the air, and the colorful displays of the competition teams made for an inviting visual pallette. As I, PyroMan, PyroWife and the PyroKids strolled through the competition cookers from all over the nation, only one thought bounced around in my mind: Where's Bill Milroy? You may have

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