2026 Granite Falls Ole & Lena Days Medallion Hunt

Dis place don't make a sound ov its own.
But tis full of voices dat aren't alone.
Not'ing is sold, and not'ing is grown,
Yet tis richer dan places you've always known.
 

Some places don't mean much
til somebody shows up ready to try.
Most days it looks like not'ing special at all.
waitin' for a reason to be needed.

Here da quiet isn't empty - it's chosen.
Thoughts are borrowed, then carefully frozen.
Ya don't stay long, or sometimes ya do.
Depending on what's quietly pullin' at ya.

Dis isn't where ya rest.
It's where you repeat da same thing
until it goes a little better then last time.

It belongs ta everyone, but no one owns it.
Return it once, den pick a new one.
Ya don't take it home in your pocket but hand,
Keep it longer than other ones can.

Kept tidy on purpose, round n' round ya go.
Measured, marked, and ready for the show.
Boy it feels like home!

Not hidden in words, but surrounded by dem.
A resting place meant for waitin' not staying.
Brrr it's cold out here downtown!

Brrr dis place is empty now, but on dose hot
summer days, oh everyone suddenly moves
west ta sit here & cheer!