Canby Days

Yesterday, for the 4th, Dad and I went down to Canby for their annual street fair, Canby Days. Matt and his dad were working feverishly on the house, so, I wanted to stay out of the way, and I wanted to hang out with my Pappy.
So, we headed south. We, of course, drove by the places we used to live. It's always a little strange to do that, especially since so much around our little house has changed! There are new developments all over that part of town, but the house still stands, looking a little ragged. I don't know quite what to do with my feelings for that place.
At the street fair, except for an unfortunate hamburger stand experience, we had a great time! There were tons of booths (including snow cones and elephant ears--yeah, had to have some of those!) We also watched pieces of the parade and walked through the car show.
I'm a complete history buff. So, looking at the cars was really cool. It was interesting to see a car that was made the same year that someone in my family was born, like my mom or grandma, or to figure out Dad's relative age to some of them. For example, we found some that were popular when he was in high school. We also saw one that was a year off from but the same make and model that was one of the only new cars my grandpop bought. It's one thing to see pictures of those cars, but to actually see them in real life helped me imagine what it was like in those times. For me, that car show brought a feeling of the spirit of Elijah. I felt very connected to family members who came before me. It was really neat.
We also stopped at the local library to check out the book sale. Believe it or not, we didn't buy anything. Part of that was because it was pretty crowded in there.
Finally, we went across the Canby Ferry. Lots of good memories and beautiful scenery out that way.
All in all, the trip was very enjoyable. It's funny because it felt like where I used to live, but I wasn't that nostalgic about it. That's unusual for me; I tend to be over-nostalgic about places and things. It was nice, though, because I could leave and not feel my heart hurt on some level for the simpler times of living there. It was a good day!