The town I grew up in hosts a fair every year and it was a deal. I entered vegetables in it and won ribbons when I was little, my cousin milked a goat there, and last year my uncle entered his tractor in the tractor pull. It just so happens that the past several years our trips north have coincided with the fair and the kids have been able to go. This year, Nana and Pops were with us and Nana was a good sport and took them on all the rides. Here are some pictures, although some were hard to capture, they were going so fast.
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