You can pet a bunny, sip a snow cone, ride the Scrambler, observe funky chicken breeds, get a free shot of GreenTeaHP, watch a rodeo, buy a tie dye jumper, win a stuffed bear, eat a hot dog, covet a blue ribbon quilt, see the county’s biggest tomato, and . . . pick out your headstone?
“Oh look, sweetie! It’s the memorial booth. How convenient they’re here at the fair. I was just thinking the other day that we should get a jump on our headstone selection. Set that cotton candy down and let’s go see if they’ve got a deal going on that gray speckled granite I like.”
Maybe not just any business should have a booth at the fair.
Remember, Wilber is squeamish.