FairTime is FunTime

So this is us watching Kenny Loggins. That's right - we officially cut Footloose and entered the Danger Zone last week. The Douglas County Fair can really get some good acts but the best show is always the crowd. On this night we were treated with L.A. Gear man. He literally cut Footloose with some original moves from the movie that could have put Kevin Bacon to shame. WOW. We will never dance the same again. I have many memories of the fair dancers or just festival dancers that have made it very important to go with the right people so we all share the same memories. Lucy really enjoyed the fair and even had some good moves herself. She rode several rides that she liked and one that she will be forever traumatized by. The baby pigs and cows were a hit and of course the gigantic pile of garlic fries that Auntie Dawn shared with her. I love my memories of the fair growing up and even since I've been a grown up. I used to think that our fair in Oregon was kind of hoakie but now I think it is wonderful and shockingly puts the Abilene fair to shame. It was funny though - while we were getting ready to leave, we watched the square dancers boogie down to a song about Abilene.

Here is a short, random list of some of my favorite fair memories: The zipper (only when I was a teenager), having Daddy Erwin ask a stranger where the pig races were so he could enter Dawn and me when I was about 9 or 10, watching the races with Sheila after an entire day of unlimited rides, looking at the RVs with dad, watching a very large and agile man dance at the Three Dog Night concert with the Redelsperger boys, watching dad sing the fair's jingle out the bus window at me and Darcy, Fried bread and pretty much all fair food, and riding what is looking like my last fair ride (because I am now a chicken) with Kevin after we got back from camp six years ago and knowing that I would likely go to more fairs with him in the future.

I am sure that there are many more to come.