Bryan and I took Avery to her first visit to the GREAT Darke County Fair today. For those of you who are from Darke County, I need not say more. It is a family tradition to go to the fair. My great-grandpa Bevins was the oldest male attendee at the fair for several years. His last visit to the fair was at 104 years old. The fair always makes me think of my grandpa Bevins, who spent most of his evenings at the fair. Every year he would buy Darke County Fair collectors coins and a commemorative hat. He and grandma would sit at the gazebo and watch the entertainment and visit with friends.
For you Darke Country foreigners, this county fair is one of the largest county fairs in the Midwest. Except for the last two years, I have been to the fair every year since I was born. I would love if Avery could say the same when she is older. The fair boasts food, rides, and a host of other activities, booths, and animal attractions. Bryan and I enjoyed a funnel cake . . . mmm, soft frozen lemonade, and corn dogs. Avery
particularly enjoyed the corn dog. We took Avery to see the dogs, goats (who scared her to tears), cows, and rabbits. There was a little petting zoo where Avery fed a cow, deer, goats (this time she didn't cry), and a llama. Avery also had her first pony rides, which she wasn't to sure of in the beginning, but loved toward the end.
One of my favorite things about the Darke County Fair is that you never know who you might run into. My aunt Mary, who we don't see often, was working at a booth and we spent some time catching up. My high school french teacher, Mr. Neleigh, walked out of the fair as we were going in. My third grade teacher, Mrs. Montgomery was there . . . and surprisingly, she remembered me. We chatted for a good while and then said our good-byes. It was a hot afternoon, and after about three hours, we were ready to call it quits. We topped off the day with a stop by my parents house for dinner and some time with the fam. It was a wonderful mid-day break from the monotony of our working lives. I think we wore Avery out . . . she slept like a rock all the way home.