"Keep it to yourself."
--Broadcast News
I always spend the first weekend in June at the Catholic County Fair. It isn't a well-organized expedition, and it's always a little surprising how many people I run into there every year without any kind of plan whatsoever -- though it's fair to say my whereabouts are pretty well-known during this event, and were, even before the advent of social media tracking devices (this year, as in all years, I hooked up with my college big-sister -- and she doesn't even have facebook or twitter to coordinate, even if we had a plan).There's something about that that just makes the cotton candy all the sweeter -- the relative spontaneity of a day at the fair.
While the menfolk were dispatched to secure funnelcakes and the like, Phoef and I wandered around the Rummage Sale -- where we immediately happened upon these treasures that made us wish we'd thought to bring the good cameras.
It gave us some pause to consider the good Catholic family that gave up their SuperKegel (Phoef had the guts to take it out of the box and it basically looked like a thigh-master; I refused to touch it); the sample case for the LoEstrin birth control pills that perhaps Mom had handed off to the kiddies as a change-purse before it ended up in the "Donate to the Church" bin; and the "Draw Poker," so Dad's cigar can have a great draw.
I thought I had scored a supreme moment of irony when I found a vintage hardcover edition of The Thornbirds at last year's sale, but that was nothing. Clearly, my work there was done. Go in peace to love and serve the Lord.
Wow! Those were some finds!
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