Every July, the Mays (dad’s side) convene for a family reunion, and we take it very seriously. We eat amazing food and tell stories around campfires. We play games and watch movies. We talk late into the night, catching up on life and missed time. And sometimes (if I’m lucky) the cousins have spontaneous dance parties.
Oh yeah, and we make and sell elephant ears.
For several decades now, we’ve mastered the art of the elephant ear at the Jay County fair. We make and sell a few other things too, but more importantly than strawberry shortcakes is the fact that we camp for the week- complete with campers, tents, lawn chairs, shower shoes, and horse flies.
I’m not always able to make it every year, or to stay for the whole week, and when that is the case… I can think of little else than what I’m missing out on. I am so very blessed by this family. And I’m always amazed that we manage enough compatibility and patience to survive the week of concentrated time together. But we always do, and my memories of fair (and I have many) will always be near and dear to my heart.