Are You Ever too Old to Go to The Rural Fair? — Almonte


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Clipped from The Ottawa Journal,  09 Sep 1957, Mon,  Page 31


When I was young the country fair meant a lot to me, but as I grew older it seemed to be just an imaginary picture next to the word “uncool” in the dictionary. I forgot how special it was to eat my mother’s homemade egg salad sandwiches sitting under the shade of a tree while watching my Dad buy bottles of cold Orange Crush from a nearby stand.

As a child I always had a smiling face as I walked a cow for the 1 o’clock parade and I can still hear the snorts of the horses pulling decorated wagons behind us. How could I not remember the rides that made me sick or dizzy while listening to the screams of the kids exiting the Fun House?

Saturday it all came back to me as Carolyn and I walked around the Almonte Fair. It was warm and there was no mistaking some of the scents floating through the air. We spoke about the baking contests we had entered as children–hoping to win a coveted prized ribbon. As we glanced at all the entries, we imagined how delicious it would be to sample a few at that particular moment in time.

We walked by the jams and jellies and knew that someone had worked really hard for the perfect batch. One of our favourite handicrafts was a shadowbox with a vintage infant wool coat in it. Glancing at the photo inside, I knew it was once worn by the child and this memory box would now be with them for generations.


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Clipped from The Ottawa Journal,  09 Sep 1957, Mon,  Page 31


We watched as Beth spun her hand dyed wool and knew had we lived in the past we too would have been spinning yarn to make wool sweaters for our children. Life was simple then – when no one wanted a brand name–they just wanted something cozy and warm.

I ached to go back to the age of 13 and dance to the sounds of Johnny Rivers coming out of the juke box in one of the tents. After I could dance no more, a hot bag of buttered popcorn was next, and then I would try my luck at one of the games.

If I was lucky I might win a small silver bracelet and they would personally engrave it on the spot. Instead of my name I would have had him etch a boys’ name I had a crush on and giggle while I watched him do it.

I used to watch in awe at those who were brave enough to ride the wild rides. My favourite was the Ferris Wheel; I loved it when they stopped at the top and the chair would swing back and forth. The last few years I have found the Ferris Wheel therapeutic as I find myself closer to heaven and my late sister as I sit at the top. When I finally get up there I feel like she is looking down at me and still shaking her head that I am still too afraid to ride the wild rides.


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Clipped from The Ottawa Journal,  09 Sep 1957, Mon,  Page 31


Why did I ever stop going to fairs? As I get older I search for memories to cherish and pass on to my sons and their families.  Hopefully one day when I am long gone Carolyn will think back to the afternoon we spent together at the Almonte fair. I am sure she will remember that it was way too hot, the cow barns were very unappealing and I took way too many pictures.  But she will remember the joy on my face and the shared bits of my life that she will pass on to her children. You can’t buy memories like that no matter how hard you try and they will always be a true love of mine.


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Clipped from The Ottawa Journal,  10 Sep 1955, Sat,  Page 8


Images and words: Linda Seccaspina


This years Almonte Fair Line up– Bring the whole family!

The song I danced over and over to at the Big Brome Fair in the 60’s

The Ottawa Journal
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
22 Sep 1949, Thu  •  Page 3

About lindaseccaspina

Linda Knight Seccaspina was born in Cowansville, Quebec about the same time as the wheel was invented and the first time she realized she could tell a tale was when she got caught passing her smutty stories around in Grade 7 at CHS by Mrs. Blinn. When Derek "Wheels" Wheeler from Degrassi Jr. High died in 2010, Linda wrote her own obituary. Some people said she should think about a career in writing obituaries. Before she laid her fingers to a keyboard, Linda owned the eclectic store Flash Cadilac and Savannah Devilles in Ottawa from 1976-1996. After writing for years about things that she cared about or pissed her off she finally found her calling. Is it sex drugs and rock n' roll you might ask? No, it is history. Seeing that her very first boyfriend in Grade 5 (who she won a Twist contest with in the 60s) is the head of the Brome Misissiquoi Historical Society and also specializes in local history back in Quebec, she finds that quite funny. She writes every single day and is also a columnist for Hometown News and Screamin's Mamas. She is a volunteer for the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum, an admin for the Lanark County Genealogical Society Facebook page, and a local guest speaker. She has been now labelled an historian by the locals which in her mind is wrong. You see she will never be like the iconic local Lanark County historian Howard Morton Brown, nor like famed local writer Mary Cook. She proudly calls herself The National Enquirer Historical writer of Lanark County, and that she can live with. Linda has been called the most stubborn woman in Lanark County, and has requested her ashes to be distributed in any Casino parking lot as close to any Wheel of Fortune machine as you can get. But since she wrote her obituary, most people assume she's already dead. Linda has published six books, "Menopausal Woman From the Corn," "Cowansville High Misremembered," "Naked Yoga, Twinkies and Celebrities," "Cancer Calls Collect," "The Tilted Kilt-Vintage Whispers of Carleton Place," and "Flashbacks of Little Miss Flash Cadilac." All are available at Amazon in paperback and Kindle. Linda's books are for sale on Amazon or at Wisteria · 62 Bridge Street · Carleton Place, Ottawa, Canada, and at the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum · 267 Edmund Street · Carleton Place, Ottawa, Canada--Appleton Museum-Mississippi Textile Mill and Mill Street Books and Heritage House Museum and The Artists Loft in Smith Falls.

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