Well, my offspring don’t seem to think I can figure out how to do this without their help. I’ll show them.

My recollection of the beginnings of the contest go back to our trip out west. After stopping in a few visitor centers at National Park sites, we decided to get the stamp books to keep track of where we had been. I casually commented that we should have a contest to see who could get the most stamps in one year. Of course the “young’uns” wanted to know what the prize would be. Trying to figure out what would be the most ridiculous thing I flippantly suggested a special muffin for breakfast on New Years day. Thus the beginning of the “Muffin Contest.”

Mike will have to post the past winners because the trophy, with the winners names engraved on the plaque, is now in his possession.

(Sheryl, note paragraphs on my posting, it it “submits” in this format.)