I have been to the Fairgrounds in OKC on numerous occasions the last thirty years. I have gone to fishin’ tackle shows, car shows, ball games, computer sales, and tennis shoe sales . . .. I got the timing right last week and made it there when the fair was in session, I think the last time I did that was in the very early 80s. Sharyl wasn’t a big fan of the fair and I could take it or leave it, so we just kind of quit going. I probably owe the girls an apology for that too.
I’ll get back to the fair in a second. I just heard David Letterman say: “I’m not as smart as I ought to be for as much talking as I do.” If we change “talking to “writing” I believe that would apply to me.
As a wide-eyed 7th grader I rode the big yellow bus to my first state fair in ’54; it was also the first year the fair was held at the present location. We arrived early and stayed late, I don’t remember but I am sure the entire day cost me less than twenty bucks. This year I stayed about 3 or 4 hours and spent $18 for a corndog, lemonade and a cinnamon roll, if I would have gotten pecans for the roll it would have taken the entire twenty.
For the next 15 or 20 years I usually fit a trip to the fair into my schedule. Those visits became more expensive and without going into detail they also became more exciting. Just a couple examples; one year I lost a day’s wages trying to win a three dollar teddy bear for my date. Another time I lost my lunch trying to impress my date by riding the Roto Zip or whatever they called it three consecutive times. I think the date on both occasions was Sharyl, those of you who knew her know how impressed the always-sensible Sharyl was.
People watching has always been one of my hobbies. There is no better place than a fair to watch the folks; there is an endless supply of all types. This year I was there early in the day and I think the ratio of “real interesting” to “somewhat normal” increases proportionally as the day progresses. That doesn’t mean I didn’t see some of those kind. I overheard what appeared to be the head of household of one of those groups say: “We better get going, we have to go put on some decent clothes so we can go to Wal Mart.”
If my memory is correct (no comments please) 30 years ago deep-fried food was pretty much limited to corn dogs and funnel cakes. I won’t attempt to compile a list of the fried stuff they have now; I think somewhere they sell fried sweat sox on a stick and there is probably a line. The slogan should and may be “Fry it and They Will Come.”
I only ate the previously mentioned corn dog and roll. Some of that other stuff looked pretty good but my consumption of fried foods the past few months has been almost zilch. I didn’t want to risk losing my lunch just walking by the Roto Zip so I didn’t try the fried cheesecake, mashed potatoes or Twinkies.
I bought a wallet from a lady from Wisconsin and a couple signs from some people from somewhere. I also bought an Aussie hat from a lady from our 50th state; I may see if it will keep the midnight sun out of my eyes up in our 49th state.
I went the day after senior citizens day; the admission was higher but all those elderly people didn’t surround me.
I took some pics with my phone, you guessed right I am going to share a few of them.
I will probably go again next year; I will probably go later in the day or maybe even on the weekend. People watching is better.
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