In years past, scramblers were required to sack the piglet in a burlap bag and were given the option of keeping the pig itself as their prize. Times have changed and now winners receive a cash prize and a t-shirt. Still a lot of fun!
With his birthday just around the corner, E. knew that if his name was not finally chosen on this, the last night of the fair, his dream of winning the famous Salem County Pig Scramble would go unfulfilled. As a mom, I envisioned the counseling sessions spent in his adulthood trying to sort out those issues. SO. Imagine our delight when his name was posted on the fair office door one hour before the competition. Five of us were there to cheer him on and ice cream at Richman's on the way home was in order. So thankful for sweet summer memories!