Here's the news article.I had the luck to see them in concert at our county fair in the 90's. Jan was obviously fighting the brain damage from his car crash, half his body was nearly paralyzed but he was on his feet moving to the music and singing! At first I thought he was going to fall over until I realized that was how he danced. His courage to get back on his feet and to go on tour was inspiring. Now he's gone. He isn't fighting paralysis anymore.
I think I was there with
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Funny, that was the same stage I'd seen Rick Nelson perform at in the same time frame. He died in a plane crash a couple of years later.
That stage is gone now. It was a portable stage that they hauled out on the race track in front of the grandstand on the days they weren't having harness races, sprint car races or the demolition derby that happened the last day of the fair. Going to the fair in the first two weeks of August was a tradition for several of my friends and me. There was a growing gang presence in the carnival area and families started staying away. The bands and music acts they were booking were less and less interesting. The fair people didn't understand why attendance was dropping. They decided to tear down the livestock barns and remove the race track to build an arena. They also moved the fair to sometime in Spring. That meant the people who used to enter produce in competitions didn't have it ripe yet, the 4H kids didn't have their animals ready yet and since all the kids were in school it was hard for families to find time to go. Since nobody much attended the fair in Spring, they moved it back to summer last year, for less than a week. The music acts were nobody I wanted to see plus it happened to be the one week I couldn't go.
Now that I'm not formally employed anymore, maybe I should make an attempt to give the fair board my views on why the county fair is dying. As a kid, I was a square dancer. My family used to dance there a couple of evenings per week. We got in free those days. It meant doing all the fair stuff in my square dance clothes, but that was fine. I entered an apron I'd made and embroidered for my Gramma one year. I'd embroidered "Grandkids" at the top and put everybody's names in with families color coded. Next to my cousins with kids, I put an asterisk of another color and in a "Great-Grandkids" section below I embroidered all of their names in the color of the asterisk next to their parent. I won 3rd place! It was cool!
I was part of that fair. I loved going through the barns and petting the animals. I loved the crazy looking roosters in the poultry barn, and the sweet bunnies that shared it. I loved watching the newborn piglets.
Jan Berry is gone. The fair I used to love is also gone. This is how life works, but I don't have to like it.