When folks feed off the personal dreams of others it’s called an omen of sorts. Such is the case, when family, friends, and neighbors are close; coming together to competitively support one another in a setting that only the county fair can provide.
It’s the one event where politics, religion, and petty differences are set-aside for another day. We become united as one, sharing the fruits of our labor, talent, and dreams of ful llment. The splintered issues that divide are burned like a weathered log in the heat of the moment.
Such a moment was rekindled when my cousin, Karen, spotted the article about California Chrome in her local newspaper. It sparked enough interest for her to cut the article out and send it to me. Now a California girl, she remembered when she was once a part of the ND Burke County fair family.
She apparently remembered the sentiment of Lady and wanted to bring it to my attention. But she was a true believer, taking the connection of the two horses to a whole new level. She not only thought it was an omen of bigger and greater things to come, she bet the ranch on California Chrome in the Kentucky Derby; making a small fortune.
Though I lacked the conviction of putting my money where my mouth is, her awareness of what was going on around her opened up a wealth of memories — for which money can’t buy. Just another reason to stay connected to those relationships that are most meaningful.
The odds of ful lling such an unbelievable dream are in nitesimal — giving hope to every dream maker.
Like my cousin Karen, you don’t have to own the dream to be a benefactor; just get gathered up in the spirit of the moment and feed upon the residual of every dream you’ve ever been a part of.
From North Dakota to California the spirit of the county fair never ends; it just gets richer.