Call it a curse or a coincidence, but yesterday we had powerful storms come through the area and, the Round Lake spring carnival opened. For the past 34 years, with one exception, this event has brought on the horrible weather.
Yesterday, Liz and I driove into Round Lake Beach for our dentist appointments. While she was in the chair, I drove over to our insurance agent to pay some car premiums. Inside, I saw a poster for the carnival and uttered, "Oh, no!" The agent said, "Right, the carnival has come to town. You know what that means."
This curse dates back to 1976 when I was a Round Lake Jaycee and we were sponsoring the carnival. I had to man a ticket booth and drove to it. It was a perfect day in April with temps in the upper 70s and sun. Within an hour, temps had dropped 30 degrees and a stiff north wind and clouds made it miserable to be in that booth.
Ever since them, with one exception, we have had horrible and lousy weather whenever that confounded thing has showed up. Most people also know of the curse.
So, if the rest of this weekend turns out bad, you know the reason why. And, i should add, the carnival is still in town next weekend, so, don't be surprised.
Hate That Old Carnival. --RoadDog
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