Thursday, September 07, 2006

What do I see at the State Fair?

I see a funky looking chimney. I see a banjo player every night. A crazy “inspector” that comes in the back door and bugs us every day. A “madam” who peddles her “ladies.” A cook in the summer kitchen. A woodworker doing spoons. A Scotsman playing a harp. A young lady doing laundry. A cook with her hands full of pots of yummy, nutritious food. A maintenance supervisor dropping in to check on us (and seeing what “weed” we are smoking to make us so happy). A museum director stopping in to see if we have anything good to eat or any butter for her popcorn. A Norwegian Immigrant and his trunk, “visiting” us instead of being at his “home.” The “runners” from the entertainment office bringing us ice for our coolers and water bottles to drink.


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Lorna has a booth full of good smelling soaps and lotions ..
She calls herself "Madam Lorna" .. Her "girls" are the ones who smell good.

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Her husband, Steve, is the "Brothel Inspector"

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Steve is teaching Takara to use the lasso for rope tricks

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Joe is the maintenance supervisor

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Jan, museum director

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Takara doing laundry

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Ole (Roger Helsvig) talking about his immigrant trunk

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Back door

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Front door

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Katie and David talking under the fly at the summer kitchen

I see weird hairdos. Skimpy clothes. Smiling faces, frowning faces, curious faces, tired faces, un-interested faces. Obscene statements on tee-shirts. Young women with skimpy clothes being pawed over by young men with drooling faces. Strollers, wheelchairs, handicap scooters, wagons of all sizes and styles.

I see old ladies, thrilled to see things they had seen in their parents’ houses. Young ladies, thrilled to learn what I can teach them. Old ladies that don’t want to be reminded of past experiences; young ladies that want to experience all they can.

I see the “Old Mill” museum piece out my back door. Roger’s shop out my front door.

I see cars and buses and garbage trucks. Strollers and wagons and handicap scooters and wheelchairs.

I see, on the whole, over a thousand people walk through the cabin a day. The highest day of the fair was a record 193,000 people. Not all of them come to Heritage Square, thank goodness, but a lot do.

I see beautiful weather and a beautiful day .. you have a beautiful day!

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