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News? Cail Veronica Colangelo. e h il It's 'Fair Time!' When I was a kid I remember looking forward to the annual trip to the only fair I knew about then, the biggest one, the ONE. Usually my parents took niy three brothers and I each year and we aIl looked forward to it with great. anticipation. My brothers and I are only about a year apart in age and when we were littie children it was a devil of an effort for my mother just to get us ready to go out the door. I remember Momrwould have the four pairs of shoes polisbed and lined up by the fireplace. This, signalled either an outing was imminent or it was Saturday night and it meant church the next morning. Going on an outing was a major undertaking in our household and required a lot of coordination. My mother was the commanding officer in ail these events. Dad seemed to make bimself scarce until al the commotion died down. There were squabbles about what this one wouid or would not wear. Those were usuaily settled quickly by the threat of not going anywhere at ail if cooperation wasn't immediate. When we finaliy were piled into the car, the bickering began about who was going to sit beside- who, -or there were ioud protestations fromn one or the other of us that 'lhe" or "she is bugging me Mom." This usuaiiy meant ' that a knuckle was being jabbed in someone's side or that candy or gum was being chewed in a rude and crude manner loud enough to disrupt the peace and har mony of your seat partner. The biggest trouble came wben my three brothers would iauncb into their realistic renditions of The Three Stooges. Usually I was in the middle. and got. the worst of it. Way back then cars didn't have seat* belts. Dangerous, of course but, it would be impossible to carry out Stooge-like antics whiie strapped to the car's seat._ Bythýis time we were about halfway SEEMSTO ME... I by Veronica Colangelo Goingto the f air between West Hill1 and exhibition park, my dad was screaming at mom to "shut those kids Up," she was screaniing at us "to behave or you're going to get it," and at least one of us was crying and someone else needed to "go to the bathroom." "Why the car was neyer just turned around and brougbt back home is beyond me. Once the Prince's Gates came into view, we were al quiet, for two reasons. One, we were from the country_(yes, West Hill was country then) and the big city held us in awe; and two,' we were praying that my father would not look for and park in the furthest possible space and make us walk miles to the entrance. Our prayers were neyer answered as he always parked as far away as possible. This, I think, was bis way of getting back at us for ail the aggravation we caused on the way down, and be's still getting back at us for it, because whenever we go anywhere together, he still makes sure he finds the most distant parking spot. By the time we got into the exhibition grounds, hunger took over. Dad would -say it was too soon, that we could have stayed home to eat. But we wore bim down and it was hot dogs and boneydew for everyone. They have neyer tasted so good as when I was nine years old. Deciding what. to do next was also the cause of much conflict. My father fancies himself as the intellectuel sort,. and browsing through -the buildings was his speed. Not an* exciting activity for a brood of children age 5 to 9. Mom was a little more lively at the Ex than dad. I think theremust be some really wild gamblers back among her ancestors because when she bit the midway it was bard to drag her. away. She hasn't changed much, dad says. Evidently on a recent vacation trip to Las Vegas she wasn't cooperative about leaving the gambling casino. We just wanted to go on the rides. ýThose were the days when I was too young to know fear., Bac~k then fear was called thrills. I guess the big deal about going to the ONE was not perhaps the event itself, but the fact that we did it together as a family (aibeit a bickering family) and it was traditional and, in looking back, perfectly predictable. thsaeayoeanwerel The ONE isn't tesieayoe n err take our son there. Michael's memories will be of the Brooklin Spring Fair, which is more like what I reebra fair should be --the -rides, the greasy, acrid smell of burgers and fries cooking out of doors. Those are once a year things that are Welcome. We, don't have as far to drive to the fair as when I was a child, but Michael's dad seems t10 have picked up niy father's knack for.finding a parking spot too far away. to suit us. Michael pesters me about how long I'm going to spend iooling at exhibits in the arena and the 11-year-old wonder has inherited bis' Nan's passion for gambling. We have trouble tearing him away from the midway. The Brooklin Spring Fuir -is tradition, both the Town of Brooklin's, now mny family's, and I hope your'stoo. frisshow i. r~n Ashburn il aB The annual. iris show will be held at Burns Church.in Ashburn at 8 p.m. on Monday, June 13. The programn will include a floral demonstration. Everyone is welcome. "A Walk on the Wildside" by the Wayside Gourmet (Joan Brak) will take place on Saturday, June 18 at 10 a.m'. Participants will enjoy a walk in a wooded area, and under Brak's direction wiIl identify and learn about the preparation of wild edibles. A tasting table will provide sampling opportunities.' Cost is $10. To register or for further information caîl Brak at 655-4742. ME MBERS 0F THE l and 2nd B1rooklin girl guides who received ail-round cords are (front) Sharon Curley; (middle, from left), Leanne Swain., Erin Brady and Carne. Quinn; (back, from left) Tami S Jones, Claire Griffin and Cindy Ashton. Free Press photo Pancake brunch at St.-Leo's in June St. Leo's Cburcb in Brooklin will hold a pancake brunch and bake sale on Sunday, June 12 frm11:30 a.rn. to 1:30 p.m. on the cburcb grounds. Adults $3.50, children $2, and pre-schoolers free. Rain date is June 19. Scut pancake breakfast on Saturday the\ýend- Brooklin Boy Scouts Brooklin Community centre. wiIol& their annuel pancake _Charge, is $1.59 for adults and Send a UNICEF Save a chfid's card, ife . 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