April 16, 2017 at 5:52 p.m.
Updated April 16, 2017 at 5:52 p.m.
Posted at the corner of North Main and West Power
Streets I await massive crowds? Its 10:30 am; the rooster crows. Soon, many flashy classic cars (extreme paint jobs) cruise by and line up bumper to bumper on sidewalk of Main southbound. The vision was unique. Upon greater sight seeing, each being the only one, many decorative art cars seep slowly along to parallel the memorable beauties.
Drawn to a motorized construction sight outhouse one’s vision creates outright laughter with glance of the driver with his pants down sitting on the crapper. Meanwhile, food and sale booths fully occupy the downtown grassy square.
Upon approach, the Jam Fest, a great four piece blues concert session takes place on a trailer stage stretched the entire width of Forrest Street.
What a jam celebration.
Van tiled with cameras “the film kind” like a bad bondo patch job all over, Kevin Ratliff and Herod Blank, son of Les Blank, that’s how he introduced himself. He described his van “it’s a palette of cameras. I painted it with cameras purpose is to take pictures… candid. And it works.”
Wallet smokes in hand;
“My honey burns a hole in my pocket” says Randy pointing at his hot wife while in line for meat.
“Mmmm… RED MEAT,” whispering subconsciously.
… if you’re allergic to handshakes don’t turn your head...
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