So in 1994 we went to amusement park in Ohio with Kathy and Ron and our family. I have forgotten the name. I have always been terrified of scary rides, generally refusing to go on them. I remember it was Kings Island near Cincinnati. The lead attraction was a roller coaster named "The Beast". For youngsters and fraidy cat adults there was a ride called "the beastie", a very watered down version of the bigger. Katey convinced me to go with her. The park takes photos of riders at the most opportune time. Please note that I thought I was going to my death and my lovely daughter was having a great time. Later that same day she and I were stuck at the top of some ride and secuded fromt to the line passes which we gave to Judy and Ron. So thats us, me terrified and she gleefully screaming. In some ways a metaphor of our relationship. She is a great daughter reminding me to not take life so seriously. She crosses a big road today. I still remember when she decided to arrive before schedule. Nothing was ready. The boys were farmed out to neighbors. Katey has always moved with her own schedule. Some days the ride is pretty wild. Please know I love you and hope the day is grand.
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