ORIGINAL: thegreatwent
The MN State Fair. Good times, used to live on N. Pascal Str. parked cars on the lawn for $5.00 and sell kool-aid to people on their way into the fair. Good money as a kid. When the fair wasn't in session it was a great place to sneak into and just wander around. Good times.
I tell folks where I used to live about the Fair, and they just picture a big open field. Not the WPA-built, beautiful Art Deco permanent buildings, the street grid (Dan Patch Avenue!!!), Machinery Hill, the Midway, the judging coleseum ("She has a good dairy leg, well-develped circulatory system, and a very feminine walk. A blue ribbon for sure, son."), and the Grandstand. (They took out the racing track a few years ago. No more car races or harness racing. But still, good concerts.)
We had old friends up from Richmond, VA last year. They were stunned, amused, and delighted. It is a little like a time machine, but that's a good thing. Especially these days.









