Muskingum County Fair
Wednesday Evening, August 13th, 2014
I was pulling meet and greet duty at the front gate again when my dad wandered through. He looked exhausted after a day of working on the farm. He didn’t even notice me standing there until I called out, “Jesse Crane.”
When he approached, I asked, “Whatcha’ doing back here dad? You look beat.”
“Am, but I told the boy I’d come tonight to watch the rodeo with him. He’s got some crazy notion that he wants to be a bull rider.”
“He’s out of his mind. Don’t worry though, in two weeks it will be something else.”
Dad simply nodded and then stood silently.
“Tell you what; I need to talk to you about something so why don’t I get my Sheriff’s cart and give you a ride over to the campers?”
“Sounds fine.” He looked relieved.
Once we we
