Fair Time brings back some memories of being in 4H or participating in parades. Our dad had high standards for both his horses and his kids. Not necessarily in that order.
Dad was a good teacher and I am sure that I challenged his patience on more than one occasion.
I have been missing my dad these past few weeks. Memories of fairs, 4H meetings and trail rides linger upon my heart with a wistful ache. I wasn't the best cowpoke in the bunch, but I did benefit from the teaching and experiences that Dad had to offer.
A few days ago, I went with two of my grandkids to the State Fair in Sedalia Missouri. I took in the wonderful smells of horse and cow manure and was able to share a few things with the kids about my growing up years.
KaeLynn loves animals, but Nathaniel not so much. After viewing a few horse and cow barns, he let me know that he was finished with the livestock portion of our tour.
We barely scratched the surface of what the fair had to offer and plans are already being made to go back again next year.
I am so thankful for the memories that surfaced with this blog My 4H years are long gone, but the lessons of life that was taught by our dad live on. Dozens of kids have benefited from his legacy of horsemanship, including a few of his grandchildren.
The Elmore County Fair is not as fancy or exciting as the bigger venues. And some of the same old issues keep cropping up like a good amusement park or the cost of travel. However, several generations of families have participated on those fair grounds. Hundreds of volunteers have donated money and countless hours of their time and expertise.
And this is the real treasure of the fair; countless volunteers who help to shape and mold young lives and the kids who benefit from learning life's lessons in a good way and receive something more valuable than a ribbon or a trophy. They keep the legacy alive so that more generations of young people can benefit from the joy of achievement and success
Nothing is more satisfying than to hear the pride your Dad's voice when all the work of the fair is done and his "kids" have done well. The icing on the cake was if you have surpassed your own personal best from the preceding year.
Maybe next summer, I will be able to come to the fair with my grandkids. I would love to point out all the things that their grandma did as a young girl.
Have a good week everyone!