Growing
up near the Twin Cities meant that every few years in the
wet heat of late August, we would pile into the Dodge Dart
and drive into St. Paul. We'd pay to park on someone's lawn,
then head to the state fair. We always seemed to enter passing
the long, boring stretch of tractors and farm equipment. Although
farm equipment is a big draw to State Fair nation-wide, it's
the Spin Art, cotton candy and animal barns that held my interest
as a kid.
Inexplicably,
in September of 2000 I pined to go to the state fair. Since
I had just missed it, I made sure I went in 2001. This time
my Aunt Nancy, Uncle Mike and I grabbed an oh-so-conveinent
bus. We had a delightful animal, attraction and food filled
day. I took over 200 photos. These are my favorite 32.
