at the fair

Toronto, 2017.10.08

We attended the Thanksgiving "festival" at Balls Falls. Apparently it attracts some 20,000 people every year. It had what was probably the largest collection of vendor stalls I've ever seen. To park the car for the event, we had to follow a temporary road into an enormous field where volunteers had us park in rows. Emma's favorite thing wasn't the waterfall or the fully operational flour mill operating next to that, but: the bouncy castle.

One thing I noticed - it was such a white crowd. The day before, we'd been at the outlet mall in NOTL, just north east of St. Catharines. I remarked to Mari on the numbers of "North" Asians present, then realized that there were lots of West Asians as well. After puzzling on that for a moment it finally dawned on me that this was the result of the city having placed that outlet mall next to the QEW, the highway that connects Toronto & Hamilton to Niagara Falls and the US. So of course the Thanksgiving festival was a more local crowd.

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(In which I leave the final word to someone else.)

Meaning is not something you stumble across, like the answer to a riddle or the prize in a treasure hunt. Meaning is something you build into your life. You build it out of your own past, out of your affections and loyalties, out of the experience of humankind as it is passed on to you, out of your own talent and understanding, out of the things you believe in, out of the things and people you love, out of the values for which you are willing to sacrifice something. The ingredients are there. You are the only one who can put them together into that unique pattern that will be your life. Let it be a life that has dignity and meaning for you. If it does, then the particular balance of success or failure is of less account.

-John Gardner