There was the constant stream of voices, screams of excitement and impatient grumblings from all age ranges as they waited in the line that nearly a thousand people waited in just to get through the gates...

I’m flying down K-7 toward Bonner Springs in a beat-up old blue Cadillac. The windows are down. My legs are stuck to the seat. It’s already the hottest day of the summer, and it’s only 10 a.m. I’m...