{"id":6999,"date":"2019-08-27T08:32:36","date_gmt":"2019-08-27T13:32:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stateoftheozarks.net\/showcase\/?p=6999"},"modified":"2019-09-10T10:27:46","modified_gmt":"2019-09-10T15:27:46","slug":"goin-to-the-county-fair","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stateoftheozarks.net\/showcase\/2019\/08\/27\/goin-to-the-county-fair\/","title":{"rendered":"Goin\u2019 to the County Fair"},"content":{"rendered":"

Goin\u2019 to the County Fair<\/h1>\n

by Dale Grubaugh<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Ferris Wheels create an iconic image in summertime fairs across the nation.<\/p><\/div>\n

Summertime. It\u2019s time for the county fair.<\/p>\n

Growin up in rural Crawford County Missouri, one of things we youngin\u2019s looked forward to was fair time.<\/p>\n

Fair time meant the city kinfolk would come a\u2019visitin\u2019 and we\u2019d all be havin lots and lots of fun.<\/p>\n

It began as we listened for the first big trucks to come rumblin\u2019 down the highway toward town, haulin\u2019 the rides for the midway. My sisters and I probably looked like urchins to the drivers of those big trucks as they drove by our farm. We stood as close to the grader ditch as we could just a\u2019wavin and a\u2019hootin\u2019. We\u2019d try to identify the different rides that would be at the fair and wondered if we’d be big enough or brave enough to ride them.<\/p>\n

After the trucks had all passed the waiting game began. We made sure our chores were all done in good fashion. We tried not to fuss and fight with one another. It was almost like it was Christmas. My sisters and I didn\u2019t want anything to happen that might get us grounded.<\/p>\n

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Pop the balloon! Win a prize! Somehow this game never grows old.<\/p><\/div>\n

The county fair always kicked off with a big parade. Marching bands, floats from different organizations in town and around the county, clowns, cars, horses and lots of candy and balloons! I loved the parade!! I still get a mite choked up when I hear the cadence of a drum corp and watch Old Glory leadin\u2019 the way down the street.<\/p>\n

As I sit here a\u2019writin\u2019, there is an avalanche of memories a\u2019floodin\u2019 my mind. The sights, the sounds, the smells, are like old friends who have come a\u2019callin\u2019.<\/p>\n

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Tractor pulls of all sizes bring a sense of comradery and a reminder of the fair\u2019s rural roots.<\/p><\/div>\n

I still hear the sound of the engines that operated the midway rides. The squeals and screams of those who were a\u2019ridin\u2019 the rides, the kiddie cars, planes that actually went up and down, the shore-nuf merry-go-round are still a\u2019ringin\u2019 in my ears. And the bigger rides like the Scrambler, the Octopus, the Tilt-O-Whirl and the ever popular Ferris Wheel.<\/p>\n

When I got to the age of sparkin\u2019 the gals, I liked the Ferris Wheel best because of the chance I might get to hold a gal\u2019s hand or steal a kiss from her while stuck at the top of the ride. Ya\u2019ll know what I’m a\u2019talkin\u2019 about.<\/p>\n

I can hear the carnies hawking their games of chance, enticing the dads and young bucks to spend hard earned money to get their kids or gal a teddy bear. There were games for all ages. As a kid I loved the Duck Pond cause every duck had a prize attached to it. My favorite prize from the duck pond was a Chinese finger trap (I liked to never got my fingers free of that cussed thing).<\/p>\n

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Candy apples beckon in the late afternoon sun.<\/p><\/div>\n

There were games that challenged one\u2019s skill (like throwin\u2019 darts at balloons, throwin\u2019 base balls at lead milk bottles, throwin\u2019 basketballs or footballs through hoops or holes and tossin\u2019 coins, usually dimes, into plates or goblets). I was pretty good at tossin\u2019 dimes into goblets. Even won a bunch of gold-colored goblets one year. We used those goblets as fancy drinkin\u2019 glasses for a long time.<\/p>\n

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Prize-winning critters of all kinds, shapes and sizes present a friendly face to the long lines of fair-goers.<\/p><\/div>\n

I never was much good at the other games although one summer I did win my gal friend a teddy bear. \u2019Course after all the money I spent tryin\u2019 to win her that bear I could have bought a dozen of \u2019em for her. I kinda remember my dad just shakin\u2019 his head when I told him what that teddy bear had cost me.<\/p>\n

The fairgrounds always smelled of pop corn and cotton candy and of hamburgers and fish fryin\u2019 at the food stand. I dare say the best tastin\u2019 fish sandwich I have ever eaten was at the Crawford County Fair\u2019s food stand. The sandwich was nothin\u2019 more than a deep fried fish fillet between two pieces of white bread. Put a generous amount of ketchup on it and oh my what a meal. Makin me hungry just a thinkin bout it.<\/p>\n

Another fond olfactory \u2014 How\u2019s that fer a big word? Bet you thought ol\u2019 Elias wouldn\u2019t know that one \u2014 memory is the beer garden.<\/p>\n

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Blue skies and high rides. It is summertime in the Ozarks!<\/p><\/div>\n

No, I didn\u2019t hang around the tent hopin\u2019 to steal a swaller of beer. I hung around the beer garden on opening night because of the music. It was a regular tradition the Waterloo German Band from Waterloo, Illinois, be present for opening night of the fair. They had their own float in the parade and then hung around the beer garden all opening night playin music. That um pa um pa sound would ring all over the fair grounds. I loved it and listened as long as I could or at least \u2019til the lure of the midway beckoned me.<\/p>\n

The thing I miss most about the county fair is the sense of community. For most country folks the county fair was like a big family reunion \u2019cept the family included yer friends and neighbors. And the sense of community extended to the \u201cshowin off\u201d stage as well. From the stock barns to the exhibit hall, folks would bring everything from hogs to flowers to show off their \u201cstuff\u201d and be judged by their peers and receive their white, red or blue ribbons.<\/p>\n

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Even the smallest visitors can find something upon which to try their luck.<\/p><\/div>\n

The stock barns were always full of prize critters from beginning to end of the fair. Dairy cattle, 4-H show steers, hogs, sheep, and goats. I still like to roam through the show barns and see some of the best live stock an area has to offer. I was real disappointed a short while back when I attended a local regional fair and found the stock barns completely empty of any critters. Seemed to me like my goin\u2019 to the fair experience just wasn\u2019t complete without seein\u2019 the livestock.<\/p>\n

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Even today, sodie bottles showcasing zinnias are common. Some things never change.<\/p><\/div>\n

The 4-H and Extension Club exhibit hall was always full of things to oooh and awe at. There were tables full of prize winnin fresh garden vegetables, home canned produce, jams and jellies. There were also displays showcasing the different 4-H clubs and Scout troups handiwork. There was even a room dedicated exclusively to flowers. One of the purdiest and funniest sights I remember ever seeing was tables full of glass sodie bottles with a zinnia stickin\u2019 out the top of each one.<\/p>\n

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A young girl runs for the fun house. The memories begin anew.<\/p><\/div>\n

This little stroll down memory lane sure has put me in the mood to hunt me up a bag of popcorn, some sort of breaded deep-fried-critter meat-on-a-stick and a caramel apple with nuts! It has also hung a hankerin\u2019 on me for slower, quieter times when the order of the day was just to have fun with friends and family. Course, ya don\u2019t need a county fair to do that, but a county fair sure doesn\u2019t hurt!<\/p>\n

\u2019Till next time,<\/p>\n

Elias Tucker<\/h3>\n

Originally published August 1, 2014<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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