The fair back home means only one thing, Thomas Amusements. When I was younger I’m pretty sure there was a second one too; maybe Kavanaugh, Kincaid? I forget for sure. In any event, for many, less so me, it was a highlight, or two depending on how often they came to town, of summer.
These travelling amusement parks always reminded me of the stories of Gypsies. They’d seemingly appear overnight in a parking lot, and set up rides, games, cotton candy, candy apples, and who knows what else. One year though there were bumper cars, I did love those!
I was never a fan of the rides, they always were spinning things that just made me nauseated, not happy! But the treats were good, fries in the old gray carton, eaten with a toothpick and black malt vinegar, cotton candy, etc.
Also some of the games were fun, if nearly impossible to win. Spin the wheel, knock over the milk cans, ring toss, etc. I remember once winning a little blue lantern on something, and several stuffed toys.
As I got older, the luster seemed to wear off for me anyway, and I can’t say I find it enjoyable anymore, but they were definitely a huge memory of boyhood 🙂00
Raised in outport Newfoundland in a town of 65 people, I pursued a post secondary diploma in Information Technology right out of High School.
I’ve always been a geek at heart, but yet I love the rural life I grew up with. Fishing, hunting, camping and the great outdoors are still loves of mine, even if I don’t pursue them as often as I once did. Sports were always a big part of our lives, and I played many (badly) and loved them all.
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- SlidingMy little niece went sliding for the first time over the weekend, and reminded me of times sliding back home. Generally we didn’t have the plastic slides you see today, the fanciest we had was a crazy carpet. Most times sliding involved a toboggan, or the old fashioned coaster you …
A little About Me
Some views of Halifax, and an Intro from Me