CACHE: Look with eyes. Park and grab, road is closed but you can park near it from either end.
The Center Building is an important location for our community. Over the years it's seen many venues from trade shows, teen dances and bingo, to weddings and masquerade balls. For a while this was home for the Historic Farmers Market. What is forever etched in my memories are the times spent here, and I mean hours upon hours of time, with my father at the flea market. All of the vendors knew our names, but I barely remember theirs. As dad was digging through magazines, records and Occupied Japan, us kids were trying to go look at what's called smalls in the industry, those are the old toys and jewelry. I loved the old costume jewelry. One vendor sold old dolls almost as tall as me. She had porcelain dolls with the blinky eyes, I'd find myself staring at them seeing if they'd blink even if I didn't touch them. Some vendors had new stuff, dollar store fare of today. Plastic whistles, wooden toy kits, stickers on rolls, fancy pencils and candy. Rows and rows of candy. The building smelled of old things, sugar, popcorn and hot dogs, and hummed with buyers and sellers negotiating a price or shooting the breeze. There were a couple of vendors I could run errands for and get money to spend. I usually spent it on pop and stickers for my sticker book. I loved the flea market. It sure beat standing in the hot sun at an auction, but we went to plenty of those as well, some were held here. What are your center building memories?