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Our family just finished up one of our favorite weeks of the year in this household.  Not quite family-vacation favorite, or Christmas or first-week-of-summer-break favorite, but the kind of favorite that’s right behind those.  It was “Fair Week”, and it was a pretty good one, so I think it’s time for another “The Places We Go” letter - (Previously posts from this series are found here and here .)  So without further ado… The Places We Go - To the Fair! “Fair week” for us falls on the second full week of October every year, when our county holds its annual festival at the Fairfield County Fairgrounds.  Since 2008 my girls and I have entered the fair almost every year, packing up our finest baking, art, photos and collections (to name a few), and submitting them to the scrutiny of the judges.  We have racked up ribbons and premiums, and once that job is done we have ridden the rides and played the games, and helped keep the cider slushies and the lemon shake-up ...

 You know, like class rings, but for adults... Remember class rings?  They seem to be less common now than they were when I graduated, I think, but when I was in school everyone who could would get professional “senior pictures”, wear a varsity jacket, and buy a “class ring”.  Sometime after my junior year in high school I ordered mine.  This was a thing that “all” (meaning the popular half of) the seniors in my high school (who could afford it) did.  The process of ordering this particular accessory was a whole complex ordeal.  Once you had your class ring things got even more complicated, because it was only somewhat cool to wear it, and exceptionally cool to have someone else (particularly of boyfriend/girlfriend material) want to wear it, in exchange for you wearing theirs.  But I’m getting ahead of myself, let’s take a look at the first step first. The procedure for ordering your class ring began with finding a catalog (because the internet was ...