A few thoughts about the county fair.
It's the middle of summer and the first sign of autumn-go see the fair.
I recently took a trip to see my brother in Carrington, North Dakota. David is the brother to whom I write my monthly letters that are part of my column; he would seem a convenient fictional creation or literary device but he is neither. My nephew, Jamie, balanced my new van by riding shotgun and … Continue reading Carrington day trip