By all rights, you should be reading this morning about the pancake breakfast kicking off the opening day of the Clark County Fair. There would have been photos of kids and sausages and syrup, and an “If you go” box with today’s hours and highlights.
Of course, there is no fair this year. It’s a dirty shame, in my opinion, but I understand the reasons.
As any member of the newsroom staff will be glad to tell you when I am out of earshot, I am over-invested in the fair. In fact, I love all county fairs.
When I was a kid, the Grant County Fair was the highlight of the summer. (Actually, in Moses Lake in the 1970s, the fair was probably the highlight of the year.) The local bank sold promotional fair buttons, which doubled as a season pass, and we were always excited when my dad brought them home. I kept mine for years.
Later, as a young reporter, I met my wife while I was covering the Okanogan County Fair. She was putting on a seminar for fair judges, teaching them how to rate baked goods. We bonded over her angel food cake. More recently, before she retired a few years ago, she coordinated two booths at the Clark County Fair, including Germ City, which teaches kids how to properly wash their hands. I think she is still the 4-H food preservation superintendent.