Lithopolis had their annual shindig this last Friday and Saturday. This year the program was dedicated to Dan Cottrell.
We lost Big Dan about a week after last year's Honeyfest. Everyone remembers him as an exuberant volunteer in the Scioto Valley Beekeeper's demonstration booth and a permanent fixture cranking out the honey. He was a Santa Claus figure at the extractor-- surrounded by kids. Teaching, laughing, entertaining; always a twinkle in his eye. It was painful not to have him here.
The Honeyfest sponsored their first honey contest this year, and the "Best of Show" award was sponsored by our SVB club in Dan's honor.
More on that later.
Friday morning: Here come the Clampetts.
By noon, everything was taking shape, looking good.
Once again, a wonderful Jayne-inspired masterwork of honey, ready to fly home with eager Honeyfesters.
And they came in droves.
Another (very smart) development this year. We were aided in the honey selling by no less then seven attractive young ladies over the course of the two days.
|(Were the sales better this year? Well duh...)|
And Interesting Things-
Having nothing to do with honey or bees.
|"Are you kidding? Yes, for the thousandth time, local anvils are good for your allergies."|
|"Seriously, I hate that question!"|
|Carmen and The Devil|
But what about the Dan Cottrell "Best of Show?"
Well, you know...
I don't never like to brag none.
But you know...
Joking aside, I'm humbled and honored.
And I really felt moved when Dan Williams our club president shed some tears while presenting the award and talking about Big Dan.
What a two day whirlwind. I was happy to be able to document all my playing around.
When the big band plays late Saturday, you know it's about time to wrap things up.
And kids, and everything else. On Sunday Maizy demonstrated one of the new time saving routes they had learned in our parental absence.
Masters of efficiency, our children.