Out of all of the card shows I have attended in my life I can count the number of times that someone has accompanied me on one hand. The first show I went to, I attended with my brother. Somewhere on this blog I documented the time when I had to drag my daughter around the show floor because of a scheduling issue. She was less than enthused . The other two times, I've gone to a card show with Angus, of Dawg Day Cards . He's been plenty enthused. Sunday was the most recent time. I had marked the large, biannual Syracuse show on my calendar for months. Angus just happened to contact me a week or so before the show and I asked if he wanted to come along. He made his way from Canada, we met in the parking lot of the Buffalo Wild Wings in town (our future dining destination) and hit the road for Syracuse. It was probably a little before 1 p.m. when we arrived at the show site, at the Science and Technology Building at the state fairgrounds. Now, when I'm by myself at ...
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