In the 40 years since Chuck and Loral I Delaney founded Game Fair, the gathering of hunters, anglers, shooters, dog lovers and others impassioned by the outdoors has been considered a harbinger of fall. The open-air festival in Ramsey is that, and especially this hot summer — if it again fulfills that role, marking the onset, soon, of cooler nights and the coming migration of warblers, hawks, ducks and geese — Game Fair's arrival will be welcome indeed.
Patterned after a similar annual fair in Great Britain of the same name, the Delaney version also is a reunion of sorts for families and friends, though by now, 40 years on, some of the event's original stalwarts have passed. Chuck's brother, Frank, is among these; also Ray Ostrom, one of Chuck's original partners in the venture, and national champion archer Ann Clark, among others.
Add to this list now Randy Bartz, an all-around interesting and innovative dude, Minnesota-style, who died July 16 at age 81.
"I talked to him a short while before he died and he said he would be at Game Fair," Chuck said. "I didn't doubt him. He's been at every one since we started."
Southern Minnesota bred and born, Randy grew up in tiny Elgin, Minn., whose population hovered at about 500 in 1940, Randy's birth year. Popular in high school and by all accounts a cutup, he enlisted in the Army after graduation, serving as a military policeman and, foreshadowing one of his future lives, dog handler.
Coincident to this, at about the time Randy re-entered civilian life in 1963, Dr. Harold Hanson of the Illinois Natural History Survey, together with staff from what was then the Minnesota Department of Conservation, along with Fish and Wildlife Service Bureau of Sport Fisheries and Wildlife personnel, trapped about 200 geese roosting on Silver Lake in Rochester.
When examined by Hanson, these birds, remarkably, were found to be specimens of Branta canadensis maxima, or giant Canada geese, a species that 30 years earlier had been declared extinct.
Fast forward to any recent autumn, and waterfowlers have rejoiced a thousand times over at this discovery, especially considering the rabbit-like proliferation of these birds, making them abundant targets. Golfers and lakeshore owners, meanwhile, ever the contrarians, have had it up to here — and here and here — with goose poop, and rue the day Hanson ever poked his nose into Minnesota's avifauna.