As a small girl, I remember that nothing was more exciting than knowing it was time for the State Fair of West Virginia. My earliest memory is of being carried across the Talcott Bridge because it was under construction. My mom and I were meeting my aunt Ruth on the other end to go to the Fair. Back in those days, there were steps to climb to get to a walkway over into the fairgrounds. The cement ramp and walkway. Now you have the tunnel that doesn’t involve any upward climb. There wasn’t any black top over in the fairgrounds years ago. I vividly remember my Dad telling me about a year when it poured rain and people were stepping out of their shoes because they became stuck in the mud.

I remember when, in the 70s, there was a tram-like ride that would take you for a ride up over the fairg

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