My father was in the National Guard. He was a general's aide. I vaguely remember going to Mr. Gretna as a child. One visit I remember was a Governor's Revue. Part of the ceremony was held at night. Two things that I remember vividly were the big cannons being shot off. The noise was deafening, or so I thought. The other were the Caissons being pulled by horses around the field. I must have been 4 or 5 at that time. Anna in Az