Growing up in Clearfield I have many fond memories of the Clearfield County Fair. Some of my favorite memories include marching in the parade, as a majorette, with the Bison Band. I loved marching and twirling through town, watching the people-lined streets as they watched us. At the end of the parade we were always “released” and I would often pass my baton off to my mother or put it in a friend’s car before we headed into the fair to meet up with friends and get something to eat or drink.
I especially love one particular lemonade stand. The stand is sort of nondescript. It doesn’t have big plastic cups hanging in the front window or young kids making watered down concoctions. I’ve never actually asked who runs the stand but I have always been greeted by an older lady, she could be my grandma’s age, and a woman about my mother’s age. They are so friendly and the lemonade is just what you need on a hot day. Even when I was in the Army, and would come home on leave, the first place I would go was to that little lemonade stand.
Having lived away from Clearfield for the better part of the past 10 years, it is now a place to go with my family when we are in town. I love going with my mom to grab something to eat on one of the nights that it is too hot to cook! One of my favorite places to eat is John the Greek. Their chicken pitas are great!
Whereas my younger years saw the fair as a place to meet up with my friends and to wander aimlessly for hours, my adult years see the fair as a place to eat and maybe say hello to an old friend. Through the years it has always been, and continues to be, a week of good food, good friends and family, and good times!
