The Great State Fair of OOOOHHklahoma

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Another year, another visit to the state fair.  This has been a tradition in our family but maybe it just needs to die.  It was important to me and I forced it on everyone else. Kind of like looking at Christmas lights.

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This is my favorite fifth grader.

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The famous monorail we used to ride

Last year I told you about my long history with the fair.  This year I went with four hundred of my closest fifth grade friends to visit the fair.  For generations, the Monday of fair week has been a holiday off school so the school kids could go to the fair for free all day but not this year, not this school. Everyone in the state knows that the week of the fair always brings rain, no matter what kind of drought has been strangling the area.  Every year.  Today was some kind of freak storm.  I stood in my den, looking at my weather app, several of them actually, and they all said “Clear and sunny, 73 degrees” .  I glanced out my windows and porch to see the wildest wind ever and rain and darkness.  The wind was blowing out of the EAST??!!  I wondered if Mary Poppins was coming into town. But it cleared up after we arrived at the fairgrounds.

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The famous chilled root beer

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The midway, unchartered territory. We never go down there…

 

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This porr lady totally lost control of her show. The animals won. It was pretty funny though…

Thoughts:

  • The famous Cinnamon Rolls?  I think ours was left over from last night.  Not nearly as good as I remember ( make sure you read about Mr Mark and the cinnamon roll from last year)
  • The famous corn dogs?  Not cooked completely so the batter was a bit juicy on the inside.
  • We got no freebies in the buildings we went through.  Times must be tough!  No bags, yard sticks, stickers or anything.
  • The famous root beer in a mini jug?  Wonderful as ever!
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is this a sheep or goat? I think sheep…

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this had to be left over from last night…not nearly as yummy as memory serves

I have so many good memories of being at the fair with Mr Mark.  Twenty-six years of memories.  Recently I found the shorts he wore to the fair that first time in 1987.

The monorail.

The space needle.

The cinnamon rolls.

The shriner guys and their balloon art.

The leather sellers in the buildings.

I think Mr Mark liked the pork chop sandwich the best.

Thanks, State Fair, for adding more memories to our State Fair file in the brain.  Until next year…Maybe…

 

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