The first time I visited the fair was in the fall of October 31st with some relatives. I loved the thrills and the excitement of going on the rides and the popcorn. Every year when it was nearing time for the fair I would save up so I could go to the fair all the week. I loved visiting the scary house and the fun house and I was just thrilled each time I played one of the games, I loved the shooting duck games, I won twice and was able to come away with one of the big fluffy bears. I miss them days of long ago of going to the fair with my friends in the backwoods country and the delicious smell of popcorn, hot dog, fries, cotton candy and candy apples and all the fifty cent plastic cup drinks one could  drink. I was never really one to see the fair show attractions until the thing arrived one year. I am not talking about a creature from a movie. I am talking about a half woman, half spider! She was a beauty but dangerous. And was she real, no, but she sure looked it from the looks of her picture on the side of a fair truck. It gave me and some more people I am sure, goose bumps! I was too frightened by this woman thing to go anywhere near the show attraction so I stood outside in fear that she might get loose and chase after everyone at the fair with her creepy black widow spider legs and gobble us all up. Day after day and night after night, I pictured her, I will call her Tanga, eating up the town folk with a big pitchfork. I wondered what would have happened if I'd went inside the show to see her, would she have talked to me? or screamed at the faces staring at her? Even though I learned that she was nothing more than a cardboard picture box standing in a small window of the attraction truck site and just a pretty face on the fair truck, I still get chills when I think about her.