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My family and I went to the Portia Picnic Saturday night. Like many others in the community, this is a yearly ritual for us. I’ve always loved going to the Picnic. I have lots of memories of riding rides and playing games, many of which are still the same. It’s nice to be able to see my kids enjoying the things I did at their age.

They only played one game – they threw darts to pop balloons. Brad won a Dale Earnhardt Jr. mirror and Briar won a Grim Reaper mirror. He told me later that he had thought about getting one with a half-naked woman on it, but opted for the spooky one instead (must be his age).

We also visited the food vendors. You can’t go to a carnival without having a funnel cake (or a corn dog and cotton candy in Briar and Brad’s case).

The best part, though, is the rides. The boys had a contest to see who would throw up first – which must be a guy thing, because I don’t remember ever doing that. Luckily, there was no winner or loser for the contest. Maybe next year…

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