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One Who Served and Many Who Serve

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Today, May 21, 2014 is a day set aside for “Wait Staff Apreciation.”

By celebrating servers in the food industry we may improve their

self images and produce great service. It is always a wise choice

to be friendly to the ones, going in the kitchen to pick up your food

orders! Smile!

So, please appreciate all those men and women who try valiantly to fill

your food orders. They do, most of the time, try to act pleasantly and

give you time to look over the menu!

Tomorrow, is a day to remember Mr. Rogers. Fred started his long run of

being a kind neighbor to the younger ones in our world, back on May 22,

1967. Now, Wikipedia doesn’t have the correct date, as I found this in a

reliable source!

His show, “Mister Roger’s Neighborhood,” continued until 2001. Fred

passed away in 2003. In his lifetime, he received the Presidential

Medal of Honor, over 40 other special awards and the Peabody Award.

I felt Fred’s gentle soul, soft spoken ways, his daily routines were

quite soothing and comforting to my toddler children. I realize that

these days, with high technology and such fast-paced lives, most of

the small ones would find his show, “Boring!” I liked his changing

his jacket into a sweater, his puppets in the Land of Make Believe

and his male role model in a society, that even when my children

were little, did not have many male adults on television that tried

to ‘reach them.’

Another man who served his country well, is my good friend and coworker,

Melvin. He was walking out of the building today, telling me a funny

story about the Jack Russell terrier that lives next door to him, out

in Delaware County. It was a great one, where I wished (and he does, too)

that he could have captured this on film!

The story of his neighbor’s dog, “Ignat” is interesting and such an

amazing story that you may not quite believe it. I would not, if I

didn’t know this fine man, Melvin, who served his country from 1975

until 1997. His Army days have been fun to listen to, including his

serving in Germany, (maybe you remember he bought me a special wine

that they serve on the streets of Germany, warmed up in little cups

for the shoppers at Christmas?) You may remember his annual trips to

meet his Army buddies and the time he paid for a bunch of them to

have lobsters and crabs in Massachusetts. Also, he is the man who I

‘chase’ and he ‘chases’ me, around the area on the second floor of

our warehouse, called the Mezzanine.

Before you ask, ‘Why aren’t you thinking about Melvin as a future partner,

Robin?’ I will tell you that he is a very devoted boyfriend and lives

with a woman who has had serious surgery, sometimes he has cleaned out

colostomy bags or helped bathe her.

The best parts of Melvin, are his incredible patience and heart!

Oh, and having served as a cook, he is an outstanding guest at our work

potlucks! Melvin is getting geared up to be the caterer of a good pal’s

daughter’s high school graduation. He was out, recently, pricing pork.

I may or may not have told you, a weird thing is, most places don’t

keep the skin on the pig! So, he had a ‘heck’ of a time locating one

that he could put on a pit!

Another part of my ‘verification’ of his abilities to not only work hard;

but be truthful is that he has always ‘called them like he sees them,’ no

matter what. In any conversation, whether it is about “Duck Dynasty,”

musical tastes or whether or not he likes a certain movie or song, he

will impart his ‘wisdom.’ I sometimes will include him in my ‘lunch time’

survey of opinions to include in my stories about work.

Anyway, Melvin was out in the yard, looking around the barn where he had

seen a large, lumbering raccoon go into. He also was looking out at the

field, where he had just seen a young doe. He was smiling, while recounting

about seeing the white tail bobbing up and down, as it leaped over some of

the remains of weeds that had grown up in the neighboring farmer’s fields.

He says, that he shouted to “Ignat” (possibly the shortened name for

Ignatious?) We cannot figure out why this dog has this name and Melvin

is sure of it, since he has bent down to feed him a dog biscuit and

read the little brass circle that holds his name. Melvin calls him

“Little Big Man,” in remembrance of Dustin Hoffman’s portrayal of a

wizened, stooped version of a Native American and why that makes him

think of that, I am not sure…

Anyway, I digress again!

Back to the rest of Melvin’s story, he whistled to the neighbor’s

roaming dog, and he would not come to him. He was gazing off into the

distance at the doe, sure enough, there was a blurring motion of the

dog, as it took chase after the doe. Melvin says that they would go

‘aways,’ the dog’s energy would start to wane, and “Ignat” would slow

down. The doe, he insists, would slow down to ‘wait’ for the dog to

catch his breath. Melvin insists that the doe even stopped from entering

the nearby woods, turning her direction to head a different direction!

“Ignat” would then zigzag and head off, speeding up to catch the doe!

Melvin says he would ‘swear on a Bible’ that this was a true incident!

When he got tired of seeing if “Ignat” would catch the doe, he looked

up at the window of his barn and lo and behold!

Another ‘minor miracle’ occurred!

Melvin saw four little baby raccoons with their tiny little paws up

on the window pane! He did not see that for too long, since the Mama

Raccoon must have ‘shooed them away from the window.’

“Melvin, are you sure, double sure, that you aren’t pulling my leg

now?”

He repeated the part about ‘swearing on the Bible.’

Wasn’t this more than enough to entertain me,

and you, today?

The Fair: “It’s not over till the cows (or horses) come home!”

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This is a tale of a large county fair, where the person who is writing,

had many chance encounters with special people she has met along

the road of life here in Delaware, Ohio. This includes ones who have

entered or crossed paths during her twenty six years of living here.

This encompasses interwoven stories of diverse backgrounds and

lengths of time spent knowing such persons. The extent of the depth

of  these relationships has become strong enough to feel like they

have become “family” to me!

The 2013 Delaware County Fair started on Sat. Sept. 14th and runs

through Sept. 21st. It includes two major races, one which is considered

part of the Triple Crown of Harness Racing; The Little Brown Jug Race.

My guy friend and I chose to go on Tues. “Senior Citizens’ Day” for

only a $2.00 admission. The whole place was lit up due to our evening

arrival.

We went to see the beautiful race horses in the “Million Dollar Barn.”

They were brushed and groomed to look beautiful and they seemed

rested for the next day or two’s races.

We then proceeded to view the simple, but loved 4H horses in their

stables. Each horse, no matter its background or pedigree, looks so

wise, so knowing of your interest and they seem to give you a piece

of their thoughts through their soulful eyes gazing at you. I feel this

way when I look into the eyes of many animals, including cows, which

some say are smarter than they are given credit for!

Wednesday was the Fillies Run or the Jugette. Today was the Little

Brown Jug Race. Each of those, I have attended a few times, even

placed a few bets, over the years, for under $20. Sometimes have

accompanied some big spenders and admittedly almost “gamblers”

in the past.

This time, we were all about visiting and looking, seeing the sights

and of course, indulging in a few fair treats. I took some brightly

colored pictures of the Midway, including the ferris wheel and the

carrousel. Unfortunately, both sets of grandkids went on the rides

over the weekend, since Tuesday is, alas, a “school night!” (I was in

Cleveland, both to see my Mom and also, my first Maid of Honor,

which could not be rescheduled to a different time! We had a blast

and it was great talking about BGSU, my first husband who Patrice

adored, (but later booed and hissed at the sound of his name!) We

remembered a lot of the good old days of being young and carefree

in the 70’s.  Patrice invited me to meet in the Winton Place apartment

tower in Lakewood, rode up to peek in the expensive “Pier W”

Restaurant, went on a lovely walk and had delicious German pastries

with coffee with her boyfriend. Joe had been a professor, years ago,

at our college.) So, I missed going to the Fair this year with my kids

and grandkids. I did get some phone picture messages sent over,

sent by my son’s wife of their children.

On to who we ran into…

I have spoken of my three coworkers who have become quite close

friends, who were born in the Phillipines. We ran into Felda, her

husband Jason, her daughter Kridia Dawn and the new addition to

their family, “little Zachie Poo!” I have written about attending a fun

and lovely filipino baby shower, with all the unique foods, dancing,

games and karaoke. Now, here was the newly arrived “Prince Zachary!”

I got two perfect pictures of them, while we were chattering away,

telling them to go check out the delicious, mouth watering walleye fish

sandwich, whose stand is located along the front of the grandstand.

It is priced very reasonably, for only (still) $6 for three filets folded onto

a large white bun, with a slathering of tartar sauce. Jason said Felda

would love that since she is “from the sea like a mermaid”  He was

interested in my description of their other special which is a layered

balogna sandwich with onions and he loves pickle relish. Kridia

was begging for a corn dog and the baby, lucky lad, is still basking

on his mother’s milk. Last, but very importantly, Felda told me about

Zachary’s christening date at St. Mary’s Catholic Church on Oct. 20th.

I will be sure to attend the after party with loads of their traditional

filipino food, along with some American dishes thrown in.

We ran into one of my youngest best friends and her husband, along

with extended family sitting at a picnic table. Julie was one of those

girls who would find out what we were eating for dinner, then my

daughter and she would figure out whose house had what they

wanted to eat. I was very happy to meet her husband, since my

daughter had gone to the wedding with a date, not in the wedding

party, so I was not invited. Julie’s mother, Betsy, and her father, Mike,

were so happy to see me, giving me hugs and talking about wishing

that “these kids weren’t so popular, having too many guests, etc.”….

and I “let them off the hook” saying,

“No worries! Someday, Felicia will get married and then, we will have

the same mental anguish and conflicts.”

I took a few moments to look at their honeymoon photographs in Punta

Cana. Lovely couple and wonderful future ahead, Julie and Sean!

When we had digested our sandwiches, we headed towards my

standby, the ONLY place that changes their oil often on busy days that

makes mouth-watering funnel cakes and a whole dollar cheaper than

the other places. I have been getting the walleye sandwich at the one

place and this funnel cake was a “find” that turned out to be the best,

for over twenty six years! We could not believe that the elderly couple

weren’t there at either stand, times have been hard on their health.

We did know the couple behind the counter at the funnel cake stand,

also, located in ‘prime’ grandstand aisle location. Mike and Tammy

were there! I asked how did they know these people who have a

Pennsylvania Dutch heritage recipe? They said they had answered

an advertisement posted in the fair board office, thus had been

hired and I told them, “You are so lucky! You could have been placed

in a concession stand that sold below par funnel cakes! My stubborn

brother, Randy, bought one at another stand, literally as defiance to

his big sister’s fair food experience and wisdom. He had a few bites

of mine, in comparison, melting in his mouth, and now, defers to my

wise choices when he comes to Delaware fair. It didn’t work out this

year, due to an artistic project at the Kalahari, up by Sandusky that

he is working on.”

Mike reminded Tammy that we had met at the library, he works at

the warehouse with me. He had told me over the past five years of

Tammy’s battle with cancer. I felt badly that recently he was told by

his surgeon, he needs to have back surgery. Just sad to hear how we

find ourselves, growing older and “falling apart!”

Speaking of health, we saw my good and dear friend of all the years

I have lived here in Delaware, my first babysitter, who encouraged

me to quit teaching and stay at home for almost nine years. Sue

looked wonderful! Her other gal friends had included me out to eat

at the “1808” restaurant, where they had been squeezing boobs,

all in good fun, due to Sue’s breast cancer remission news. Well,

needless to say, I had to take a look at her again, remembering that

her “new boobs” were in place. We have opposite schedules where

she is up with the crows and I am working until she goes to bed,

practically when the last child gets picked up from her day care. We

hugged and I felt her hair that is not quite as bristly as it was the last

time I saw her. We were reminiscing about standing by the rides,

watching our own little children, her Kersten and my Felicia. It was

fun and yet, she did look like she was a little fatigued. I asked her

how she REALLY was? She said, “It takes every ounce of my energy

to watch the babysitting kids, and this was a long day, Robin.”

We hugged and said, those famous words, “We will have to get

together, soon!” and “Give me a call, sometime!” But, with Sue,

I know we mean it!

I steered my male friend, who had to go get the fried vegetables,

over to the Hoover’s Fudge concession stand. “Meet you back

here in a few minutes, right?”

I got my favorite, maple walnut fudge in a box, a deal as far as I

am concerned. I cut each pieced into halves and make it last

almost two weeks! I don’t eat any since I had the funnel cake

and have wrapped half of it up and put into my large denim

purse.

When we started walking towards the front of the fairgrounds,

I told him that my two favorite fairs other than Delaware’s are

the Circleville Pumpkin Festival and the Lancaster Fairfield County

Fair. And, of course, being a show off, I told him that the movie,

with Robert Redford in it, “Brubaker” was filmed at the Fairfield

County Fair.

My guy friend said, “Maybe we should check out one of those

other fairs and try their food!”

Winding down, we sat to listen to some bluegrass music at one of

the smaller stages around the fair. Everything seemed the same,

glad to find out that both elderly couples are still living who I have

frequented their stands more than a quarter of a century, telling

all who will listen to me, “This is the best _________!” Wishing I had

a second stomach, so I could have bought some of Weldon’s

homemade ice cream because it is better than Graeter’s, which

is a Cincinnati original and you can now purchase in Ohio groceries.

On Friday, the 4Hers will pick up their projects, (my kids did this plus

scouting) and the animals will be taken home. The last day of the

fair, rides, food and the crafts made by children and adults not

affiliated with 4H will still be up to see, there will be a final concert

and fireworks. I will be over at my oldest daughter’s house where

we will have a cookout and watch the display from her back yard.

When county fairs really wind down their season, I get a little

wistful, means that Autumn really is here!

Is there a regular place you go to visit, be it a place in nature, family

reunion, or amusement park that you attend or visit annually?

If so, you may be feeling this nostalgic feeling of closing the door to

Summer and moving on into Fall. Please share where it is that you

look forward to visiting or staying every summer! Did you make it,

was it a grand old time? I liked going to the lake at least every month

this summer, the county fair and also, to some of my favorite central

Ohio parks.

Hope you had a chance to see Thursday, September 19th’s Full

Harvest Moon! I will be leaving the library  soon and hope it is a clear

night like it was last night, for viewing the moon!

Oh, and as far as the “till the cows come home” reference; cows

are known for their slow moving and languid ways. If you have to

wait for the cows to come home, you may be waiting quite a long

time! I included horses, since that is part of what makes our fair

unique and exciting! They are much more faster paced than those

cows are! I enjoyed guessing the day the cow would give birth and

petting a calf of another cow, too.