As adults, we are able to look back and cherish traditions we had as we grew up. For example, I recall our family day trips to Ocean City, MD: Parking near the Senator Motel on 12th, changing clothes afterwards in the back of the car with towels in the windows, and dinner at Pizza Hut on 27th before heading home. Ah, good times...I can only hope that nights like this past Thursday conjure the same feelings for my kids as they age. What happened Thursday night, you ask? Why, it was time for our annual trek out the Fairhill Fair Grounds for the Demo Derby at the Cecil County Fair, of course.
Firsts abounded this year. Our first first; after yearly invites, Aunt Debbie and Uncle Jason finally relented and joined us for the evening. As if that wasn't cool enough, Nana and Poppop tagged along as well (First we got Nana out to a baseball game back in May, and now this. What's the world coming to?) All seemed to have a genuinely swell time.
Our second first; 2 gentlemen from our church family fielded cars this year. Having someone you know to root for really adds something to the experience. And to top it off, one of them won their round. Congratulations, Tony!
We still didn't convince anyone to tackle the greased pole, but, as a tradition, there 's always next year...right?
Our second first; 2 gentlemen from our church family fielded cars this year. Having someone you know to root for really adds something to the experience. And to top it off, one of them won their round. Congratulations, Tony!
We still didn't convince anyone to tackle the greased pole, but, as a tradition, there 's always next year...right?
