{"id":67,"date":"2008-07-22T15:19:00","date_gmt":"2008-07-22T20:19:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/yellowgin.familyofgoldsteins.com\/?p=67"},"modified":"2008-07-22T15:19:00","modified_gmt":"2008-07-22T20:19:00","slug":"red-clay-hills-are-calling-my-name","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/yellowgin.familyofgoldsteins.com\/?p=67","title":{"rendered":"Red Clay Hills Are Calling My Name"},"content":{"rendered":"

I really don’t find myself homesick often. I have made made my home here in Austin and also with Bryan. However, there’s a big annual event each year in my hometown this weekend, and I’m missing it! I had every intention of going and taking Bryan along, but then I learned that testing was happening the same weekend. I’ve known for well over a month now that I wasn’t going to get to go, but now that that weekend is right upon us, I’m finding it difficult<\/span> to ignore that I’m stuck here in Austin while all of my fellow Philadelphians<\/span> are living it up. I have only missed this even like once in my entire life! If you grow up in Philadelphia, MS you go!<\/p>\n

What is it? I know that’s all you’re asking yourself. I hesitate to even say because it’s just something that can’t be explained in words. It’s an experience that you must have to truly understand and appreciate it. Even though I don’t think you’ll understand, I’ll give it my best shot.<\/p>\n

It’s called the Neshoba<\/span> County Fair<\/a> a.k.a. Mississippi’s Giant House Party. It’s a county fair like the ones you may have attended or just seen on t.v. But this fair is that plus so much more.<\/p>\n

Here’s a little history I took from the official site:
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The first fair was called the Coldwater<\/span> Fair and was held in 1889. Two years later in 1891 the fair was organized as a private corporation called the Neshoba<\/span> County Stock and Agricultural Fair Association and was moved to its present site. Admission was charged for the first time in order to operate the fair. The Neshoba<\/span> County Fair remains a self-supporting non-profit organization today with operating funds derived mainly from admissions and concessions. <\/span> <\/span>Families coming to the Fair began camping on the grounds for the duration of the fair. In 1894 a pavilion was constructed and a hotel was built to accommodate visitors. Cabins began to replace wagons and tents and in 1898 the oaks were planted that shade Founder’s Square today. The first cabins were simple one story structures with some being log cabins.<\/em><\/span> The Neshoba<\/span> County Fair has grown from a two-day meeting of local farmers and their families to an eight day Giant House Party in over 600 cabins and over 200 RV campers. The traditions of the Fair continue today. Families still gather for reunions and friends, old and new, visit every summer as they have since 1889.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Ok<\/span> so now you’ve read the history of this fair, but trust me when I say you still don’t get it. The fairgrounds are huge. They are covered with streets and streets of “cabins” each as unique as the family that owns them. There are hundreds of these things.<\/p>\n

The fair starts on a Friday and runs to the following Friday. During this time you stay in these cabins. Well, that’s if you or your family owns one (they are expensive and are usually passed down). If you are fortunate enough to have one to stay at (most people house many outside of their family), you’ll have to make the drive and then walk each time you come back (probably every night :D).<\/p>\n

What do you do all week? What don’t you do is a better question. You can and should:
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Here is a map (sorry it’s not the best resolution) – each of those boxes is a cabin:
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