My Love for Small-Town Fairs

My Love for Small-Town Fairs

There is little else in the world as interesting to me as a fair. I love everything about them – the lights, the noise, the games, the poorly health-inspected food – but mostly, the people. I can watch fair people for hours.

My favorite place is the funhouse around dusk when overstimulated kids on their third hour of a sugar high go running full force into plexiglass walls they choose not to see. There’s something for everyone at the fair. Read More

My Imperfect American Flag

My Imperfect American Flag

I’ve always felt deep-seated pride when looking at the American flag. The concept of America inspires me with idealistic visions of human potential.

That’s why a wooden American flag hangs above my desk. I’ve spent a lot of time looking at it, but only recently discovered it has fifteen stripes instead of the customary thirteen. I counted them a dozen times then had Jenny count them too because math isn’t my “thing.” Read More