Burnin' rubber
Fair food is a must.
Tara's horse was called Pretty Boy.
Where I worked as a teenybopper.We went to the Randolph Fair today. I grew up in Randolph off and on and went to the fair every year. Often I went with Debi and we ran from ride to ride all night. Times were different and kids could run free without supervision. Those are some great memories! Today was hot- very hot. The girls rode some rides and a horse.
We also looked at animals. I told the girls how I showed my rabbit at the fair when I was around Em's age. Hooper, my bunny, bit me right in front of the judge. I got a "thanks for coming" ribbon. Emily found this very funny. I still have the ribbon. :)
I also worked at the fair in my junior year of high school. I made gyros, waited on customers and chopped buckets and buckets of onions. It's still there every year and I took a picture of it.
Ahhh. The fair rocks- even when it's hot.
3 comments:
Why do I stupidly eat or drink nothing all day prior to going to these fairs? I got there and was suddenly more famished and parched than any other moment in life. I remember when I turned and saw the inviting LEMONADE stand, only to see a $6 price tag for it. Haha, but it was rewarding for the kids. They'd better not forget it. We must remind them of today. Daily. Forever. :)
Fun! I want to take Maya to a fair. Right now she is scared to ride the merrry go round. Oh well, at least we'd enjoy an elephant ear!
We're going tomorrow to the same fair! Can't wait.
Jenny
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