Greg Bargas

Going to the fair as a kid was the pinnacle of summer existence. When you’re a child, your world is so small. During the summer months, I would look forward to trips to grandma’s house, playing video games, and the fair. Although it always signaled that summer was indeed coming to a close, I still loved trying to win a stuffed animal and devouring a corndog. Don’t at me. Now that I’m an adult, I still find joy in greasy fair food and wading through sweat swarms of citizens. My hometown, though, had a much smaller fair. It was nothing […]

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