The Appalachian District Fair begins today in Gray. When I was young, it was the place to be just before the school year started. We would make a quick visit to the exhibits, then it was down and dirty with side-shows, rides, and shooting at wooden (ora, plastic) ducks. My education in the wily ways of women began there at the sideshow. When things were slow, the huckster would take the money from us 12 year old boys and tell us to slide under the canvas in the back so we could see Chloe and Latina entertain. Very! One time, we went under the tent between shows, and the girls put on a private exhibition for the three of us. My life was never the same. I believe that is why I stammer when I'm being introduced to a woman. She may be the most beautiful, alluring, and charming female on earth, but I'm always glad to get away from her and catch my breath. Then I return to take in her beauty from afar, as that is all my shyness will permit. It is my life and burden.
I haven't been to the midway since my kids grew up, and I have no intentions of returning. I may try to get some evening or night photos from a safe distance, if my wretched bones will carry me one more time.
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There are two theories to arguing with a woman... neither works.
--Will Rogers
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