Say Goodbye To Summer The Minnesotan Way At The Minnesota State Fair
By Trent Jonas|Published August 17, 2023
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Trent Jonas
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Trent Jonas came to Minnesota to attend college - and never left. He's a Twin Cities-based writer with a BA in English and a MFA in creative writing, a Minnesota Master Naturalist, and the proud father of two adult children. With more than a decade of freelance writing experience under his belt, Trent is often out exploring his favorite topics: Minnesota's woods, lakes, and trails. Rhubarb pie is his weakness, so discovering new diners is also a passion.
In the Land of 10,000 Lakes, we are infamous for our long, drawn-out, can-I-go-now?, not-quite-done-yet, “Minnesota goodbyes.” And when it comes to bidding farewell to our all-too-short summers, we’re no different. What do we do, folks from elsewhere may be wondering? Well, we spend 12 full days at the end of summer – all the way through Labor Day – celebrating all things Minnesotan. That’s right: The State Fair is our long, Minnesota goodbye to summer.
For many Minnesotans, a trip to the State Fair is how we say goodbye to summer and gird ourselves for what's to come.
We share our joy with those who attend with us or who we happen to run into - and yes, you always see somebody you know - at the Great Minnesota Get Together.
We honor our hard-working young ambassadors of Minnesota's dairy industry by making them princesses and sculpting their likenesses in butter while hundreds of folks carrying yardsticks and bags and sipping from $2 milkshakes look on.
Oh Princess Kay of the Milky Way, how do you stay still and stoic in that chilled studio?
The history of our state's industry is laid out across Machinery Hill, alongside its future in the Education and 4-H Buildings, as well as the Eco Experience Progress Center.
But we nevertheless head over to the All-You Can Drink Milk Stand and eat enough cookies off the top to get the lid on the bucket, so we can take the rest home...
During the fair's run, you have to see at least one show, whether it's at the grandstand or one of the many other stages scattered throughout the grounds.
And we're sent home, shoulder to shoulder, trying to remember where our cars are parked or which bus gets us back to our Park-and-Ride, Semisonic's "Closing Time" - a practical Minnesota anthem - ringing in our heads.
And as the weight of Labor Day's end settles on our shoulders, those left at the Fair pack up and head back to their respective homes.