Antique tractors and tractor pulls.
Ferris wheels, cotton candy, farm fresh ice cream (which believe it or not I don't like because it always tastes the way the barn smells to me!), barbecued chicken and seeing old schoolmates. What a day!
For the past 60+ years my little home town has held an annual fair just before the start of the new school year. It was the last hurrah, the last long days of summer vacations, that we as children celebrated before having to settle back into the routine of school and homework.
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