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Saturday, September 11, 2004
11:34:00 PM EDT
Feeling Embarrassed
Friday night I took myself to the state fair. It opened on Friday, for it's 10 day run. I went on Friday, because I didn't think there would be another day when I could go out there.
As a kid my parents would take us to the state fair every year. I would always look forward to going. I remember the first year that my parents let me and my brother ride the bus to the fair early in the day.
Then they would meet us later with my two younger brothers in tow. My memory of it was that I loved the fair, I got to were I saved my money for the whole year just to have extra to go to the fair. If anybody is reading this and
doesn't know what a state fair is, well, it is something left over from when we were an much more agricultural nation. Where people would bring in their cows, pigs, chickens, and other stuff to judged. I think it makes the animal more valuable it it's
gotten blue ribbons or something. Each county has it's own county fair. Being in the state capitol we get the state fair. I guess where people bring there animals to our fair to the state prizes whatever they are.
As a kid my parents when we'd go to the fair would always take us through the animals to see the cows, pigs, chickens, and whatever else they had. As an adult I love looking at the animals. So what we have here are my digital images of the chickens, the geese, the mules, and one cow image.
All of these images I like that is why I put them up. The turkey seems so proud of his pumage. He was just strutting around in that little cage, with his female beside him.
One of the strongest memories I have from being a child and going to the fair, is my mother and I alone. This was when the coliusem was still at the fair grounds. It burned sometime in the late 60's. How I remember that is a friend of mine told me about going to see, I think it was Davy Jones of the Monkees there when i was in Junior high.
So I know it was around till then. Anyway all this memory is, is the two of us going up the hill to the colusium and stopping for a Pineapple Whip at place on the hill. As an adult I always stop at that same place to get a pineapple whip ice cream. It's there every year in the same place. This year, I ask the little old lady serving the ice cream, how long she had been doing it.
She told me the company had been coming to that location for 67 years and that she had been working with them for the last 35 years. When I calculate back to my childhood, I think, my mother and I got that ice cream before the woman worked for that company. But I'd seen that woman many of the last 35 years.
I guess it's a ritual with me to go to the fair. Back in the 80's when I had money, I'd take my nieces and nephews with me to the fair. We'd look at the animals, I'd take lots of photos, then we go do the rides. All of those nephews and nieces are in college now. They don't want to go to the fair with their old aunt. There is a new batch of great Neices and nephews. Money is so none exsistant, I can't afford to take them.
It also takes so much cooridination to get them together. I hope next year is better than this year.
Today I also went canoeing down the Duck river. It was bueatiful a glorious day with sun, and yet a cool breeze. I got to go kayaking for the first time in my life. My arms right now feel like they could fall off. I knew they'd be sore. My arms just don't naturaly move like they do when I'm kayaking. So the muscles there hadn't had that kind of work out before. So they are sore.
No images, I was afraid I'd turn over the kayak, so I didn't take the camera.
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11:34:00 PM EDT
Feeling Embarrassed
The State Fair
Friday night I took myself to the state fair. It opened on Friday, for it's 10 day run. I went on Friday, because I didn't think there would be another day when I could go out there.
As a kid my parents would take us to the state fair every year. I would always look forward to going. I remember the first year that my parents let me and my brother ride the bus to the fair early in the day.
Then they would meet us later with my two younger brothers in tow. My memory of it was that I loved the fair, I got to were I saved my money for the whole year just to have extra to go to the fair. If anybody is reading this and
doesn't know what a state fair is, well, it is something left over from when we were an much more agricultural nation. Where people would bring in their cows, pigs, chickens, and other stuff to judged. I think it makes the animal more valuable it it's
gotten blue ribbons or something. Each county has it's own county fair. Being in the state capitol we get the state fair. I guess where people bring there animals to our fair to the state prizes whatever they are.
As a kid my parents when we'd go to the fair would always take us through the animals to see the cows, pigs, chickens, and whatever else they had. As an adult I love looking at the animals. So what we have here are my digital images of the chickens, the geese, the mules, and one cow image.
All of these images I like that is why I put them up. The turkey seems so proud of his pumage. He was just strutting around in that little cage, with his female beside him.
One of the strongest memories I have from being a child and going to the fair, is my mother and I alone. This was when the coliusem was still at the fair grounds. It burned sometime in the late 60's. How I remember that is a friend of mine told me about going to see, I think it was Davy Jones of the Monkees there when i was in Junior high.
So I know it was around till then. Anyway all this memory is, is the two of us going up the hill to the colusium and stopping for a Pineapple Whip at place on the hill. As an adult I always stop at that same place to get a pineapple whip ice cream. It's there every year in the same place. This year, I ask the little old lady serving the ice cream, how long she had been doing it.
She told me the company had been coming to that location for 67 years and that she had been working with them for the last 35 years. When I calculate back to my childhood, I think, my mother and I got that ice cream before the woman worked for that company. But I'd seen that woman many of the last 35 years.
I guess it's a ritual with me to go to the fair. Back in the 80's when I had money, I'd take my nieces and nephews with me to the fair. We'd look at the animals, I'd take lots of photos, then we go do the rides. All of those nephews and nieces are in college now. They don't want to go to the fair with their old aunt. There is a new batch of great Neices and nephews. Money is so none exsistant, I can't afford to take them.
It also takes so much cooridination to get them together. I hope next year is better than this year.
Today I also went canoeing down the Duck river. It was bueatiful a glorious day with sun, and yet a cool breeze. I got to go kayaking for the first time in my life. My arms right now feel like they could fall off. I knew they'd be sore. My arms just don't naturaly move like they do when I'm kayaking. So the muscles there hadn't had that kind of work out before. So they are sore.
No images, I was afraid I'd turn over the kayak, so I didn't take the camera.
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