vacation II

Before their divorce in ’85, the parents did make last ditch efforts for another family vacation. In hindsight, it may have been the nail in their marital coffin. This time, it was to Sandusky, Ohio. Home to Cedar Point Amusement Park. This time it was different, because there was virtually no planning involved. We came home from school on a typical Friday and found my mom packing up the Trans Am. Dad called it an adventure and thought to take the cloth cover off of the old T-bird and stretch her legs. What an appropriate mode of transportation for a family of 5 to take on a 6 hour road trip! Being the youngest, I got to sit on the hump on the way to and from Ohio. We were all so freaking excited when we got there. What would we ride first? Would I be tall enough to ride the Mine Ride? Would my parents embarrass me? Would my dad throw a temper tantrum over the temperature of his elephant ears and scream at the vendor? Of course, he started yelling at us right off the bat because we were much too excited, but in the end, I don’t recall much drama. Lee, you might remember it differently.



Here are the highlights from the Cedar Pointe trip ’82, based on my recollections:

• Crazy middle sister taught me how to dive in the motel pool (what is up with our family and motel pools??).


• Riding the Corkscrew turned out to be a big mistake for my dad because the tightness of the harness made him ‘uncomfortable’ and we heard about that for days and days following the trip.


• I had to ride a kiddie ride with a child whom I still to this day don’t know if it was a boy or girl. It intrigued me.


• My dad, in a moment of weakness, put on an oversized pair of sunglasses and shoved food in his mouth for the sake of a silly photo.

Yep, that about wraps up that trip!