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The fair was here, and then it went. lt took along our dollars spent. We ate all the junk food, and drank all the beer, now we just can't wait until next year. The Big Fresno Rip-off has once again left us, some poorer than others, and all of
us with fond memories of soft tacos, carmel apples, those yummy l¡ttle
cinnamon rolls we waited in line for an hour to buy, a tightening feeling of claustraphobia as we made our path down the crowded
midway and the hours of standing in the hot sun, losing money and cursing some lame old plug at the races. Whew! I do concede that those folks down there
who plan out the whole shabang, do happen to entice some fairly big name enterta¡nment. For example, Jim Stafford, Connie Stevens, Jose Feliciano and the
like. I mean, after all, Who in the world would deliberately come to Fresno? So I guess they do pretty good con job. And by the way, what do you think of the new amphi-theatre? Let those little kids just try to slide down that big concrete thing on cardboard boxes.
Then, of course, there, are the faces. Probably the best part of the whole thing. To all of you out there who did well (or at least broke even), congratulat¡ons! And to the rest of us, sorry $ucker.
Just remember. there's always next year.