My husband and I spent an amazing Sunday at the local county fair. It was a day to remember. Both of us having grown up in the country, looked forward to the fair coming to town each year. It brought excitement, colorful and exciting rides, delicious food, animals, and all the fanfare local residents expected. We’re both retired now and still enjoy the county fair. This visit was no different. As we approached the entry, we could smell the aroma of popcorn, onion, and charcoal grills. Once again, we felt like teenagers bouncing from ride to ride. While we didn’t actually bounce to the rides, we definitely strolled to the foods we remembered enjoying. We met others lounging in the dining areas and delighted in conversations with them where we reminisced about our past experiences at similar festive atmospheres. It was heartwarming to see the little one’s strolling by holding their parent’s hands with such eagerness and anticipation. Even teens and tweens who walked by staring into their mobile phones seemed content to be enjoying a day of amusement. After tasty gratification on junk food, we decided to visit the exhibits. A dear friend had entries of her knitted items we wanted to see so this was our first stop. However, as we entered the area, the first exhibit facing us was one featuring flags, shirts and other items heavily promoting the confederate flag. [See photo insert.] With “pep in our step” from having such a wonderful time, this immediately brought us back to the reality of “sign of the times.” We wondered to ourselves how this would be edifying to visitors not only to the exhibits but to the fair as a whole. We wondered why this particular exhibit would be considered fun and exciting. What are your thoughts, my dear readers? Appropriate or not? Nevertheless, a visit to the local county fair was like a trip back in time…we laughed a lot and pondered as well. I welcome your comments.
Harrispeaks 