I was never a big Fair/Carnival lover although we occasionally went to them. The best time tho' was when Mark & Dave Tanner and a few other friends (who's identities escape me now) and I went to the Marshfield Fair. That year the "prize of the year" were big glass goblets - sort of like holds a "Jim Dandy" at Friendly's, or a hefty brandy snifter - that had various Beer brand names and artwork on them. We played all the games that were actually winnable - particularly the "squirt the water into the target to make your toy racehorse go up the board" one, or any game you directly competed against others. We could monopolize a booth so that one of our gang was guaranteed to win. By the end of the night we were having serious trouble getting our bounty back to the car. We drove back to the Tanners house to show off our collection. As we removed glassware from cardboard boxes and paper bags, somebody decided to build a pyramid on the kitchen table with them as we tallied our take. Five tiers of over 40 goblets stacked impressively on the table until somebody got up to leave, bumped the table, and started a glass avalanche. About half of our winnings (and our macho enthusiasm) were shattered. I only got to arrive home with 4 glasses, which survived a number of years longer. The story of our exploits and the following disaster lasted much longer.
