|Larry Lee Band- took this pic for the Wyandotte Patch|
When I was young, like little enough to be carried around on my father's shoulders, my favorite way to travel when I was two and three, I was there as an observer. I didn't have much of an opinion on the art that if for sure- I think the only thing I cared about were these marionettes made from hot pink feathers that were sold there for a few brief years. I loved those. I had one. I wonder what happened to it. Visiting the fair solely with family was pretty much my involvement for 14 years. Later, as a high school student, I was allowed to go with my friends and walk around. I would get a tropical shave ice and just hang out, looking for people I knew. During college, I worked downtown at Gail's Office Supply, now out of business. I worked 4 days straight, 12 hours a day. They were long days, but I always had a blast with my coworkers. I told my boss I would work the whole thing if I got to work outside the entire time, which she did. I loved soaking up the atmosphere, watching the crowds go by, seeing what they bought, listening to the music. It was probably the four best days of work a year. After graduating college, I spent a few years just visiting the fair with whoever would go with me- Billy wasn't always down for going. Later, I spent several summers in a row volunteering with various animal rescue groups at their booth. This year I managed to do all of the above- I visited the fair with friends. I visited the fair with family- twice. Once for a leisurely morning with my mom, later a crazy Friday evening with my dad, stepmom, and nephew. Both times were great fun and brought back memories. I also worked one night for the Patch, and also volunteered the next day at our booth. I managed to visit the fair all four days, each in a different way. And somehow I never got an elephant ear!
|M y nephew - enjoying his first art fair.|
Everyone has their own traditions and secrets about street fair - the best place to park, the best place to eat, the best day, the best time to go. Some people go just for the music; some go only for the art. And some people just go for the beer tent. Personally, I like to take it all in, from all perspectives. I have my own street fair traditions and ideas - this year, I even found a new place to eat after 33 years!