It's that time of year again. The smell of grease mixed with cow manure takes me back to a simpler time. No, not the 1950's, but high school. You see, where I'm from high school started a week later than most because of the fair. A good population of our students had exhibits of some kind on display and rather than have half attendance for a week they just decided to move the school year back a little. My friends and I would go to the fair every year to enjoy our final days of freedom before Friday. You know what Friday was? You guessed it, footba....band practice.
Anyway, who would have guessed that 11 years later I would be back at the fair for our annual trip with my wife, child, sister-in-law, and niece. Here are some pictures from our busy day.
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Alexandria rode a pony!
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