Faster than most thought possible, this year’s Boundary County Fair is careening to an abrupt end, and with it the beginning of the end of summer. August 31 begin Labor Day weekend, September 3 the first day of the school year. For 104 years now the Boundary County Fair has been both a celebration of our talent and industry at wresting bounty from a land that never gives of it easily and a tick mark reminder for us to stock up, button down and be prepared for the dark and cold of winter, the floods of spring.
This year, I heard our fair called “quaint,” but “not a real fair.” I beg to differ … there is no more “real” a fair than Boundary County’s. It’s the place that for a century and four years brought scattered and far-flung family and friends to town at the same time, to talk about what’s gone well, to mourn together the lives and loves lost, to reconnect with neighbors you depended on, whether you liked one another or not. Our fair is a handshake, an affirmation … a thank you.
The glitzy big town extravaganzas that pass for fairs among many these days are sleight of hand, legal robbery … the very antithesis of the adverb, “fair – “marked by impartiality and honesty : free from self-interest, prejudice, or favoritism.”
When you see a blue ribbon at a fair such as Boundary County’s, you are usually safe in assuming it was earned — skilled judges not of your community will so attest, based not on name or social status, but on what has value … what you’ve produced by the work of your hand, the sweat of your brow … by your learning and your wit.
That is fair. And that’s what makes ours among the fairest of fairs.
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Thanks, Mike, for highlighting the most important aspect of our county fair: community. One of my most delightful encounters was with two women from Washington State who sheepishly asked us in our Yes on 1 booth, “What is this?” I thought she meant our sign “Open Primaries” but it turned out she did not know we had a fair going on. She said she was amazed there was no entry fee. “There’s always an entry fee nowadays for fairs,” she said with delight. I suggested they stick around for the most patriotically designed act (with the Maypole) put on by our area children. They did, and afterward, she came back, extended both hands to us and told us with a tear in her eye, “That was THE best gift.”
Thanks, Mike, for highlighting the most important aspect of our county fair: community. One of my most delightful encounters was with two women from Washington State who sheepishly asked us in our Yes on 1 booth, “What is this?” I thought she meant our sign “Open Primaries” but it turned out she did not know we had a fair going on. She said she was amazed there was no entry fee. “There’s always an entry fee nowadays for fairs,” she said with delight. I suggested they stick around for the most patriotically designed act (with the Maypole) put on by our area children. They did, and afterward, she came back, extended both hands to us and told us with a tear in her eye, “That was THE best gift.”