The next stop on my Macon County staycation was the 35th Annual Macon County Flywheel & Collectible Club Reunion, or as most people call it, the Flywheel Reunion. It was at the Macon County Fairgrounds. If you have never been, it is a combination of junk, I mean "collectibles", along with antiques, beautiful hand-crafted items, such crocheted scarves, carved wooden and painted signs, arrowheads, recycled furniture, books, tools and more. My favorite vendor builds cabinets from doors and distressed them, as well as shelves, tables, etc. I really wanted to take a red cabinet home with me, but I did not have a place for it. I enjoyed visiting with them; I found out the man who built them is also a teacher at a small school and a coach, with children active in school and sports. Yet he somehow finds time to be creative, a lesson for us all.
The Flywheel Reunion is famous for the steam engines and old farm equipment; these are the real stars of the show.
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Steam tractor! |
As I browsed through the vendors' displays, the rich smell of barbecue brisket and fried catfish tickled my nose. Huge breaded tenderloins and fresh lemonade called my name, but I resisted, since it was just 10 a.m. I went to the museum instead. First I visited my parents's donations.
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On the left is a conch shell that my grandmother used to call the men in from the fields for lunch. On the right is a tomahawk, found on Daddy's parents farm. He requested we donate these to the museum upon his death, since he and Mom enjoyed the reunion every year. |
Then I went around the corner to my uncles' section. Both of them were inventors. My Uncle Curtis Bane invented a machine that he used at work. My Uncle James Bane built an air cooling system, kind of like a ground source heat pump, but he used a pipe under the lake. He was most famous, though, for his electric mousetrap. He enjoyed showing it off to visitors. It is rather morbidly fascinating how it works, but I will not go into detail here.
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Photos of and news clippings about my uncles. |
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Uncle Curtis with the machine he invented |
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A vintage kitchen |
I turned the corner, and there was a wonderful vintage kitchen. I imagined some woman from the past would have loved to have all of these appliances, with an iron pump in the sink, so she would not have to carry her water in a bucket! I admired the sweet little painted table covered by the gold and blue tablecloth and the green depression glass on the table. My Aunt Rosene gave me some glasses like that which she did not want any more to use in my playhouse. I still have one little chipped dessert cup.
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Nothing runs like a Deere! |
As I walked back to my Jeep, I passed this John Deere tractor, resting like an old farmer in the shade. It reminded me of one my dad drove, as well as the one my father-in-law let us use to rake hay when we first bought our farm. I can just hear it putt-putt-putting along. I pictured Daddy in his straw hat, wearing a light cotton shirt, unbuttoned and flapping in the breeze, with a big smile and hearty wave coming up to the house for dinner, or my son at about 12-years-old, grinning with pride as he raked hay all by himself (with Grandpa Harvey supervising from his truck). A steam whistle brought me back to 2015.
I enjoyed my stay at the reunion, but it was time for me to move on to the next stop on my staycation, I am actually going to venture out of Macon County to my next destination.