I was newly arrived in Columbus for my first “real job” as a mathematician. I immediately made up an Ohio State University riddle: Point to the nearest nuclear reactor. It was in the building across the street from the Math Department.
I went to the Ohio State Fair.
The Ohio State Fair’s claim to shame was that they had blacklisted The Weavers back in the McCarthy days. They had booked The Weavers as a headline act, but when they arrived the Fair wouldn’t let them go on.
Nonetheless, I went to the Fair. I saw this and saw that. I ate popcorn. I had an ear of corn. There was a Black dame walking around with the a bullwhip. I smiled at her and held the ear of corn up. “Can you hit this?”
“Hey, you’re alright.” She eyed the corn, took aim. And lowered her arm. “I don’t trust myself.” We smiled and parted.
There was a stand taking computer photos and printing them on things. It was a bit new-fangled. Buttons, mugs, I don’t know what all. They’d print your face in the oval of a giant cloth million dollar bill, and it could say something under your face. I committed art.
Tags: Columbus, Ohio State Fair
My comment, were I a woman: What a handsome young fellow!
And RICH, too!!!
That big smile suits you!
Ah, memories of Cols. Please, no more!
The slogan is more true than ever!
hm, the photo is slightly reminiscent of Fidel…
It’s been 39 years, almost to date, since we last laid eyes on each other, but this is (almost) the guy that these old eyes remember. Trimmed the beard up a bit and got the hair under control…. you cleaned up nice!
great bit from your memory lane and a handsome guy with a lot of money!!
Bahahaha! Possibly my favorite thing ever! How is it possible that I’ve never seen that before?? Can you mail me one of those sometime? :p