An hour later, we were on Main Street checking out the shops. The business district was about ten blocks long, from the new library on the east to the old high school on the west. Red brick buildings from the late 1800s to more modern eras lined both sides of the four-lane road. Flower baskets hung from attractive street lamps. It had a quaint western feel. Very small town. Stores included restaurants to used book stores to baby boutiques. Not one chain store. The Parade of Lights, the Taste of Bozeman, the car show, homecoming and the Sweet Pea Festival race all closed Main Street down for family fun. I’d never seen another town that liked to close the main thoroughfare through town for the benefit of the community instead of motorists.
We were in a women’s clothing store where I’d tried
