What’s it like, having cancer?

It just occurred to me that this is something most people don’t understand – what it is like to have cancer.  Thankfully, that’s the case. Although with stats showing that one in two men and one in three women will be diagnosed with some kind of cancer, I guess way too many of us DO know what it is to be diagnosed with cancer.

There are all kinds of cancer and all degrees of severity. For instance,  my stage IV isn’t the same as my friend whose stage IV lung cancer means that the cancer is in her liver, brain, and kidney.

Reactions Vary

We don’t all react to having cancer the same way either. Some of us put on our boxing gloves and face our enemy. Some try to befriend their cancer … I don’t know, that’s not one I can wrap my head around! Others hear the dreaded words and just kind of give up.

I am emotional this weekend because a list friend who has lung cancer is “rehoming” her 7-year-old daughter today. She already found a new home for her 6-year-old dog. Once her daughter is in her new home, my friend will begin to float from home to home, just waiting to die. If that doesn’t break your heart, nothing will. Can you even begin to imagine the anguish??? I can’t.

At the same time, i find myself frustrated with my friend. She had only one chemo treatment. It made her very sick. So, her oncologist told her there was nothing he could do for her. He told her to go home, get her affairs in order. And, that’s what she did.

This lady has a 7 year old … and a beloved dog. Would you just quit if your oncologist told you there was nothing else that could be done … after only trying one thing? Not me! I would have been on the computer, on the phone, in my PCP’s office … finding the next plan of action.

That’s essentially what I did back in July 2013 when I was told there just weren’t many options left. At least my oncologist gave me two options : a dreaded chemo or go into a trial. He didn’t say to go home and die. But if he had, it would have just made me fight harder. Maybe my competitive nature is a good thing!!! There is not a snowball’s chance that I would just give up.




Give up and not fight? Never!!!

When the place he recommended I go for a clinical trial wasn’t responsive, I went to my PCP and asked for a referral elsewhere. There’s no time to waste. That’s something you learn when you have cancer. Time is of the essence. And, when one door closes, go knock on another or another or another. Don’t give up. This is literally the fight of and for your life.

So, What’s it Like?

So, what’s it like, having cancer? You learn what you’re made of. You learn that you have strength you had no idea existed. Or I did. In my wildest dreams, I didn’t really expect to be so content, so joyful, or to feel so blessed while battling cancer.

That’s God. That’s my very deep and abiding faith. I am confident that He knows what He is doing. What my role is, in my opinion, is to live each day remaining as fully and completely as possible. I want people to see Him living in and through me as I go through this trial. I hope they do. Because without Him, this journey would be absolutely devastating.

There are lots of heartaches associated with having cancer. They go beyond the obvious ones that go along with the actual physical fight. Your strength and mental capacities diminish. It is very frustrating to know you can’t physically do what you did before or to know you should know the word you want to use, but can’t find it anywhere in your mind. It makes you creative! I often have to figure out a way to say what I wanted to get across with other words besides the one that would work best.

It is rarely discussed, except among others with cancer, but one of the harder trials those of us facing cancer battle is the disappearance of friends and loved ones. It is hard to watch life go on without you. It is especially hard when it seems you are totally forgotten most of the time. It is hard to realize that people you thought would be there for you aren’t. Having cancer is definitely an eye-opener when it comes to learning who your real and true friends are and who your good acquaintances are. It’s a painful lesson. For me, it has been the toughest part of this battle.

On the other hand, it makes those who have made it a point to stay in my life so much more special. I know that there are three or four people besides my family who would drop everything,  change their own plans, drive miles if necessary,  to come to my aid, if it were ever necessary.


I count myself one lucky lady knowing I have these people in my life. Many people I am in contact with feel that they lost all of their friends when diagnosed with cancer. Just when you need them the most. It feels like people think cancer is contagious. The thought appears to be, “If you ignore the person with cancer maybe you won’t get it.”

What to Say?

Of course, it could be that people just don’t know what to say. I surely do understand that. I have found that lots of people with cancer are super sensitive. They get irritated if you tell them they look good. But, don’t tell them they look bad, either!! Some people don’t want to be encouraged  (“you will beat this, you are strong…”) and others don’t want to be discouraged  (“my dad died of the kind of cancer you have”). Some people don’t want to hear that they are in a fight. The list just goes on and on. I have cancer and it seems like I am often stepping on someone’s toes by saying something they consider offensive. For instance, I like to say that life itself is terminal. Oh my goodness!!! Some people are really offended by that!

No wonder the general public shies away!! I don’t usually know what to say either!! I read today where someone gets upset when the nurse at her doctor’s office asks how she’s doing. Sheesh?!!! Is there anything innocuous enough that someone won’t be offended?

So, we cancer people complain among ourselves about being ostracized or forgotten,  but it seems like our over-sensitivity could be partly to blame. As for me personally,  there is little that you could say that would offend me. I am an open book … and I realize that it’s very difficult to know what to say.

I have taken the stance that I am going to live my life for as long as I have life. My first oncologist was taken aback when he asked if I had any questions after being told I had stage IV lung cancer. My one and only question, “Yes! Can I continue playing agility?”

Some people decide to put themselves into a cocoon when they hear they have cancer. A germ might find them. Me, I want to live my life.

There have been times when I had to be driven to class or a trial because my strength and stamina were so low. But, I was determined to go and give it my all (which wasn’t necessarily much). For me, it’s a matter of not letting cancer take my life before it takes my last breath. Wouldn’t that be letting it win before its time? Yes, I think so!!!

Here’s the truth. When I am playing agility, watching a movie, eating with friends, living, I frequently forget that I am different, that I have a very deadly cancer. I am just out having fun with my dogs and/or friends. Cancer, for me, is not my focus. It is a part of me, but it is not me. I like to say (and I believe), “I have cancer, it doesn’t have me.”

Thinking Ahead

But then there are the times when you are alone in your thoughts, when you do remember that you have cancer. It can be scary. When you think that maybe today is the day your treatment quits working and there’s nothing else to try. When your favorite oncologist has the tough challenge of telling you that there’s just nothing more to try. I can imagine how heartbreaking that will be for him.

I don’t go there often. It is depressing. .. what will become of my family, my two dogs when I am no longer here? I can only pray they will be okay.

I am not worried for myself. I take my last breath here and I end up in Jesus’s arms. But, what is the time between hearing there’s no more hope and drawing that last breath going to be like?

And, when you have a late stage cancer with a lousy prognosis making long-term plans becomes more difficult. I look to the future, but when it comes to planning something some months or a year away, I won’t make any cash deposits. Which, since I am outliving expectations, means I don’t get to do some things I would enjoy and would have felt fine to do. Guess I should be a bigger risk taker!!

I would love to get a new puppy to start training and loving. My two are aging. Cotton will be 7 next month and Barney will turn 6 in February. Unbelievable!! If I didn’t have cancer, I probably would have a puppy. But, at least at this point,  I can’t in all good conscious take on a pup. It is highly unlikely that I will outlive the two I have now, much less a new baby. So, having cancer means making choices you don’t want to make. At all.

When you have cancer, every ache and pain makes you wonder if the cancer has begun spreading. I had a headache the other day. Awful, sharp pains shooting through my head. I rarely have headaches. Oh no! Has my cancer spread to my head? That’s a common place for lung cancer to spread. (It’s also treatable when and if it does.) (Apparently, I just had a simple headache. A Tylenol sent it away and it hasn’t returned.)

I have a new cough. Yikes! Have the tumors started growing again? An elbow pain … did the cancer spread to my bones?

I am not a hypochondriac nor a real worrier, but every little ache and pain brings a momentary fear to mind … did the tumors decide to spread or grow? Fortunately for me, my personality is such that though the thoughts come to mind, they are fleeting.


What’s it like, having cancer?

In many ways, I feel just the same as I always have. Sometimes, I will be in the midst of living and the thought comes rushing in, “wow! Look at you … you are doing [this or that] … with lung cancer!” It rushes back out as fast as it blew in. Thank goodness.

And, this will make some people think I am crazy, which I readily admit that I am, but I feel blessed and grateful. My life has gone places it would have never gone were it not for cancer. Certainly,  I would have never spoken on Capitol Hill or gone to a meeting at the White House.

And, wow! I have met so many awesome people that I would have never met if I did not have cancer. My life is much richer for having met these people.

I have had the opportunity to learn that I have a handful of true friends. How lucky I am to know that. I have learned, too, what it really means to be a good friend. I hope my friends know that I am there for them, no matter what, the same as I believe they are for me.

It can be scary, but it can be liberating. A lot of little fears I may have had before have disappeared. I was always pretty vocal, but cancer made me more so.

And, cancer has made me happy. When I wake up every morning,  I put my feet on the floor, get up, and begin a day full of joy. Cancer makes you appreciate the sunrise and sunset, the birds and flowers, the music of nature, the pure joy of another day.


Sure, there are the fears that are inevitable from time to time. Thankfully,  they are short-lived. Who wants to waste time worrying,  which changes absolutely nothing, when we can be living?

Cancer robbed us of my income, so financially, being sick has been an adjustment. We have to pick and choose quite a bit more than we did before, but the extra time I have available to enjoy life is worth the financial sacrifice. At least, it is most of the time.

I started this blog in hopes of telling my story for others who get this diagnosis. I think from the beginning,  even when I thought my time was going to be far more limited than it has been, I wanted to offer hope. Cancer doesn’t have to be the end of the road. Or, at least, we can strive to keep on living until we can no longer go on. There’s still life ahead!

My Story

I am often asked for my story. I thought I might write it out and post it here. It will be easier to find and then copy and paste elsewhere when needed.

Finding the Cancer

When my Stage IV lung cancer was discovered in October 2012, I was, as far as I knew, as healthy as I have ever been in my life. I was playing agility with my two dogs three or four nights a week and every weekend. For those who do not know, agility takes a lot of stamina and energy! (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OCFrUCu6F_g)

I went to the doctor because I kept gaining weight. No matter what I did, I couldn’t lose it. Since I had always been tall and thin, the extra weight was disturbing me. I self-diagnosed thyroid issues.

I am not a doctor goer. When I went to the doctor on that fateful October day, it was the first time I had been in 10 or more years. I chose the doctor based on her name  – I knew someone else who had the same name – and the fact that she took my insurance. This was the luckiest choice I could have ever made.

The doctor felt a very, very small knot on my collarbone. She sent me for a CT scan. That day.

She called in a few days to tell me that my thyroid was fine, but I had some strange cell activity in my lungs. I needed a PET scan, she said.

I had never heard of a PET scan. When we got off of the phone, I immediately began to research. And, what I found was scary. PET scans are used to determine malignant activity. Cancer????? Me????? But, I was as healthy as I had ever been.

Sure enough, I was diagnosed with cancer. Specifically, I was told I had Stage IV adenocarcinoma of the lungs that was both inoperable and could not be radiated. Chemotherapy was my only option.

I had watched my father die of lung cancer back when I was in my early 20s. His cancer was also discovered by accident, during a routine physical required by his place of employment. Six months later, at barely 49, my dad died. He went through hell during those six months after diagnosis, suffering through chemo and radiation. I had always said chemotherapy was something I would never, ever do.

Until it was my only choice.

Starting Treatments

I began chemo – a cocktail of Avastin, Alimta, and carboplatin – in early December 2012. I was one of those people who had a difficult time. No matter what nausea medicine we tried, I was incredibly sick the first week after an infusion. Fortunately, my health improved by leaps and bounds during weeks two and three. I was feeling pretty good when it was time for yet another infusion.

1st day of chemo … let’s get this show on the road!

I underwent four infusions of the three drugs. My tumors responded. They didn’t go away, but they shrank. After four treatments, my oncologist decided to change the treatment. For four more treatments, every three weeks, I received Avastin. I am one of the unusual ones. Avastin made me as sick as the three-chemo infusions had.

However, my tumors had responded. They shrank. They didn’t spread. My oncologist was happy. He decided to give my body a break and stop all treatments for awhile. He expected my tumors to remain stable. But, a CT scan revealed that it wasn’t to be. The tumors had grown back to nearly the size they had been prior to beginning treatments.

The oncologist told me that I basically had two choices. I could begin another line of chemo, with a drug that wasn’t as effective and that had worse side effects than those I had already had. Or, I could participate in a clinical trial. It was not a difficult decision for me at all. I chose to go into a clinical trial.

Clinical Trial

I really didn’t have great expectations for extending my own life, but I wanted to help others coming up behind me. So, I went to the UT Southwestern Medical Center, one of 69 NCI-designated cancer centers, in July 2013.

Nearly immediately, I was fortunate enough to get into a Phase III clinical trial. In this Phase, the drug or treatment is given to many people to confirm its effectiveness, monitor side effects, compare it to other treatments, and collect information that will allow the drug or treatment to be used safely. In my trial, the efficacy of the experimental treatment, immunotherapy, was compared to a known and common chemotherapy, Docetaxel. I was happy that I drew the straw that allowed me to receive the experimental drug.

Entering the clinical trial was the best thing that could have ever happened.  I now have been in the trial for over two years. I responded to it immediately. Since I began the trial, my tumors have been completely stable. I have very, very few side effects. The worst happened early on – my thyroid quit working properly, so I now take a little pill once a day.

I go every two weeks for blood tests, doctor visit, and treatment. The treatment itself takes an hour to drip. Until recently, I was required to have CT scans every 6 weeks. However, the drug company amended the trial plan and I now have scans every 12 weeks.

Sharon, my Nurse Practitioner

Grace, the nurse who usually accesses my port

How much more is there?

The Present

The clinical trial and the immunotherapy gave my life back to me. I am able to live fully and completely – at a time when no one expected me to still be alive, much less living well!

October 2015 with Barney

21st Century Cures Act

So … I am departing from my usual type post and am going to talk about the 21st Century Cures Act (H.R. 6) here. I had never heard of it until a month ago. A much bigger thing should have been made about it. Not only because it will impact all of us, but because both Republicans and Democrats came together to pass the bill in an act of overwhelming bipartisanship. If only we could see a lot more working together. Think what we could do for this country.

I wonder how many of you have ever heard of H.R. 6? It was passed on July 10th of this year. I didn’t hear about it until I was speaking to Senator Pete Sessions in late September. I meant to research it then, but kept forgetting. I heard its name again this week. Because I am once again putting aside my public speaking fears and speaking in Fort Worth next week, I decided it was time to learn a little something about this act.


The purpose of the 21st Century Cures Act is “expediting research and development on debilitating diseases, and making it easier to get important treatments to the patients who need them.”  (http://www.theatlantic.com/politics/archive/2015/07/21st-century-cures-act-bipartisan/398369/)

Major highlights of the Act include:

  • increasing research collaborations (imagine! working together to find cures!!)
  • promoting personalized drug treatments (think biomarkers, targeted therapies)
  • streamlining clinical trials by making it easier for pharmaceutical companies to bring drugs to market (will this help reduce the exorbitant cost of drugs? Or, as critics warn, weaken the safety standards?)
  • creating incentives for the development of treatments for uncommon but deadly diseases (this surely gets two thumbs up)
  • encouraging young scientists to stay in the research field (huge!)
  • providing more funding to National Institutes of Health (NIH) ($1.75 billion per year for the next five years) and the Food and Drug Administration (FDA) ($110 million per year)



Here are some facts, according to an article in The Atlantic and a FAQ from the Energy and Commerce Committee:

  • Passed through House Energy and Commerce committee with a 51-0 vote (nearly unheard of in today’s climate, especially for a bill that is termed “substantive and substantial”)
  • Funding will come, in part, from a modest reduction of the Strategic Petroleum Reserve (SPR)
  • Bringing new drugs to the market can cost hundreds of millions of dollars (or more), meaning promising ideas are abandoned or tabled.
  • For every 5,000 to 10,000 promising treatments, only one or two end up in the marketplace
  • Finding a cure or effective treatments for the more than 5 million US citizens who suffer from Alzheimer’s could cost the federal government $15 trillion over the next 40 years; currently the disease accounts for nearly $140 billion per year in Medicare and Medicaid payments.
  • The FDA would be required to listen to patient voices/experiences when approving experimental drugs and devices
  • Patient-generated registries would be used to recruit participants in clinical trials
  • Genetic testing would determine a patient’s predisposition to respond to targeted therapies

Take the time to learn more. Then, email any comments you have about this initiative to cures@mail.house.gov (note: submissions to this email address will be made publicly available on energycommerce.house.gov/cures)


The GREAT State Fair of Texas – Take 1

Gary, Robert, RW, Kim and I headed out to the GREAT State Fair of Texas yesterday. We were a motley crew. I have lung cancer, Kim has back problems, Robert is just not all that healthy … but we went anyway. And, we had great fun!

Kim had never been to the GREAT State Fair of Texas before and Gary hadn’t been in 40 years or so. Robert, RW and I went last year. Robert and I went more than once. I love to go to the Fair. I call this post “Take 1” because I am hoping that I get to go at least once more before it closes in mid-October.


Big Tex:  WELCOME to the GREAT State Fair of Texas!!!
Big Tex, a 55 foot talking statute, first appeared at the 1952 State Fair.

I am trying to be humorous with my GREAT State Fair of Texas comment. I said it a lot … especially when we first got there … because the State Fair of Texas is quite large. And, I said it in my very best Texas accent … and I have a pretty prominent accent without even trying!!

We had lots of fun, lots of laughter. My favorite kind of day.


Map of the Great State Fair of Texas

Here’s a little history about the Texas State Fair:


  • The first State Fair was hosted in 1886 at Fair Park in Dallas. The fair is still held in Fair Park.
  • More than $600 million is pumped into the Dallas economy during the three-week fair. Fairgoers can entertain themselves on more than 70 amusement rides and 370,000 sf of exhibits. A favorite for nearly everyone is the Auto Show, which features the newest cars and trucks on the market.
  • More than 200 locations on the fairgrounds serve food. Every kind of junk food imaginable is available! Come ready to spend some $$$ on food … and come prepared to NOT eat healthy!!
  • Since 1992, the fair’s scholarship program has awarded more than $4.5 million in new and renewed college grants to eligible students.


The annual GREAT State Fair of Texas provides many temporary jobs.
It is a big economy boost for Dallas.


Hi All! Here we are at the GREAT State Fair of Texas!!
Gary, Robert, Donna, RW, and Kim – Ready to have some fun!
It looks like Gary and I are cheering but we’re really just holding back the tree limbs!

While it is late September, the weather is not cooperating. It still feels like summertime in Texas. I wonder if we are ever going to get some cool weather? And maybe some rain? Usually, the Fair brings rain. It has been going on a week now and hasn’t brought a drop. Which is great for the Fair operators and goers, but terrible for our lakes and yards and water table.

The Midway

We rarely … and I do mean rarely … walk through the Midway. We are way too cheap to play the games or ride the rides, so why bother? For some reason, we chose to go through there yesterday. It made for some good photo opportunities. Gary played one game. Otherwise, we saved our money!


Here we go!!! Entering through the old gate!


Kim and RW were good sports!! Cute!!


Fletcher’s Corny Dogs. The best! First sold in 1942 at the
Great State Fair of Texas!
A single stand may sell as many as 400,000 corny dogs
during the 3-week fair!








Piano Playing Skeletons!


And, a sucker born every moment (sorry, Gary!! :))


Make it a good toss, Kim!!


Our “money” is on the Cowboys… but, the toss didn’t land there 🙁


The Great Texas Star Ferris Wheel -the 2nd largest Ferris wheel in
North America (Puebla, Mexico debuted a larger one on 7/22/13.
Texas Star is 212 feet tall and can carry up to 264 passengers in its 44 gondolas.


Ride the Texas Skyway, the gondolas that take visitors on a short ride 65 feet above the
ground. The ride can carry 5,000 people an hour. I haven’t ridden them yet, but
I hope to do so soon.


Bubble Man. Love the toy!


Minions and sock monkeys!!

People Watching

If the Fair is good for anything, it is people watching. I love to people watch!!! And take pictures of people! No doubt, I am the subject of someone else’s people watching fun! And, that’s okay. Here are a few of my people-watching pictures… They’re just for fun.

Lots of colorful tattoos. Lots of them…
I would like to have the $$$ that it cost to get them all.


The city’s finest broke up their little party when they noticed I photographed them…




Master BBQer. His booth smelled w-o-n-d-e-r-f-u-l.


I know. Cowboy boots and long shirts worn as a dress are accepted.
I’m old. What can I say?


What can I say?


I ran into her over and over again.


This kid was unhappy about something…
It made me happy I had no small children with me.


I have no idea who these jailbreakers are …
but they photobombed Big Tex (I didn’t even notice them
until I looked at my pictures later!)

Tractors and More

Don’t ask me why, because I have no answer, but we always spend some time looking at the tractors. And daydreaming about needing one. This year was no exception.

These two guys should be brothers. By heart, I think they are.



Don’t you just wish you needed one of these?


Home on the Farm

There are lots of different animals shown at the Great State Fair of Texas. We enjoy looking at them, especially RW and I. There are very few animals that I have ever met that I don’t like … We didn’t visit too many yesterday. Robert was starting to get tired and impatient to go.

Big Tex’s 8-year-old Steer.
His horns are 60″ from tip to tip.
Eats 40 lbs of feed and drinks 30 gallons of water a day.
Those horns must be a real pain…



Wish this had been going on when we passed by!


The cattle were all groomed so nicely. Washed and blow dried.


This pretty specimen loved to stand in front of the fan. Its fur looked so
soft. It blew in the wind of the fan.


Wishing for a softer pillow …


Gigantic!!! And resting its head on its front paw!


State Fair of Texas Milking Parlor! Wish they’d been milking
when we were there.
Pork anyone?


It was very friendly. I petted it. It was definitely not soft.


Ducklings and chicks. Cute.


Most years when we go to the Fair, we buy a bunch of stuff that we never, ever considered needing or even wanting. Until we see it at the Fair. We have a very nice bed, ironing board, and more … all courtesy of various State Fairs of Texas.

This year, we agreed before we ever went through the gates that we neither need nor can afford anything. So, let’s not even pause at the massage chairs, hot tubs, or fancy $25,000 sewing machines we don’t know how to use. We do not need them. We cannot afford them. Pass on by!!!


Resolve … and Here we Go!!!!!!!!!
Every good Texan needs a cowboy hat! Especially a pink or purple one!


Gary fell first … for a handwriting analysis


He paid for Robert to have his handwriting analyzed, too.


We all agreed.  Robert’s analysis did not fit him at all. Sigh.


Hey Gringo!!! That hat is a bit too big!!


Fancy boots … and more pink and purple Cowboy hats.


You NEED these gutters!


Yeah … we weren’t supposed to pause at the hot tubs, boys!!!


These chairs rock! Literally!


Oh!!! I think I need one of these. Don’t I?


Peeking!! Did your resolve hold??



Robert was ready to leave until we reminded him that we hadn’t seen the vehicles yet. That’s always a favorite place for us. If we daydream about tractors, you can imagine how we enjoy looking at the cars and trucks! Whether we need a new vehicle or not.



Having lots of fun at the fair!


Fun game. The guys really enjoyed this one.


This baby had a lovely price tag of over $75,000.


At least it would be supporting our local economy if we bought one.



Another game, but it didn’t draw the crowd the Dodge Viper Challenge did.


Day Dreaming about a BIG Red 3/4 ton truck.




Did you know? That’s A LOT of pickup trucks!


Loved the way this one was set up. No price tag on the truck…



Big Tex – overlooking the trucks!


Right or Wrong?

The fairgrounds are home to a memorial for fallen Texans during the Vietnam War. The memorial is usually a solemn place where there is time to reflect on the sacrifices made by thousands of young Texans.

At the Fair this year, the grounds directly across from the memorial were used for games and hawking. My son, in particular, had a problem with the location. There were people near the memorial, but they were mostly using it as a place to sit. No thought was being given to the men memorialized.

What do you think?


The Wall to the right … and military flags to the left … Usually a solemn memorial


But, this year, a playground…



No one seems to even realize what sits beside the games…


Just a place to run and play…


Beauty at the Fair

Some of these landmarks and displays don’t really fit in any of my categories, but they caught my eye. I want to share them here because I may never look at the 900 pictures in my Picasa folder again. Yep, 900-plus!! You only THOUGHT I had posted a bunch of pictures here. I have really had to pick and choose to decide what to share here.

And, yes! In case you are wondering, I DID still have time to enjoy the fair!!!








State of Texas flag.


Singing in a treehouse!


Swan boats. I think these may be there year-round.


Giant dandelion sculpture


Love the water features and the red and white flowers


Can’t really see it well, but the metal sculpture is a big pelican.


Cute little display


Haha! No stroller parking! I laughed.


Another nice display. It comes to the Fair every year.


The esplanade where a laser show took place after dark


Questions, anyone? Here’s your mark!




The Music Hall. The sky was beautiful.


I love sunflowers. A small little patch was blooming at the fair.


Mounted police by Big Tex.
They drew a crowd.


The Texas Star – All lit up.


The gondolas light up at night. I think it would be fun to ride during the day
and again at night.



Every night, the Fair closes with a fireworks show. We were not near where the fireworks were shot nor did I have my camera set up properly. But, here are a few of the pictures I took.










Good night and good bye!