Food. Lots of it.

People. Lots of them.

Heat. Learn to sweat copiously, and like it.

Rain. Well, I don’t know about this one yet, but we have had some pretty violent downpours during Jubilee Day in the past.

I will be the good looking, bald guy, taking pictures. And most likely eating a sausage and pepper sandwich. And just maybe tossing back a couple of cold ones at the G-man. If I can find a spot to stand.

Come up and say “Hi”. And I will take your picture, and make you famous.

You have to be there. It is the largest one day freakfest…I mean the largest one day street fair on the east coast. It is a day full of knocking into people that you know, and more that you don’t know. It is this huge craftshow/greasyfood/howfewclothescanIwearandstillgetawaywithit/signupforverizon
tmobileattpatriotnews/areyouregisteredtovote/contributetoourcause/havesomefries/anddon’t
forgetthefreshsqueezedlemonade/everyoneNEEDStheirowncornshockbroom/youHAVEtoget
somekettlecorn extravaganza. You have to be there.

Just don’t park in my space. And don’t move my lawn chairs that I put out to save my parking space. ‘Cause even though it is a public street, I will have your car towed. You understand this if you come from Harrisburg.

Remember. The third thursday of every June.

Namaste.