The Missouri State Fair must be uppermost in a lot of people’s minds at this time of the year, as it was in mine most of my growing up years. In 1955, however, I was living with my aunt and uncle in Kansas for the summer. That year what was uppermost in my mind was the Kansas State Fair in Hutcheson, Kansas. Wait-no, what was uppermost in my mind was the Kansas girls I was meeting thanks to my good fortune of having two teen age girl cousins to introduce me to all their girlfriends.
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