Me + my Daddy + any roller coaster = best memories
My parents divorced when I was five and my Mom and I moved back to Utah. My Daddy stayed in California (the Bay Area). And I went to only seeing my Daddy for a month every summer.
But we would sure pack a lot of fun into those few precious weeks. My favorite memories are riding roller coasters and tagging along when he golfed.
Every summer we would go to Great Adventure America and our favorite ride was the Tidal Wave (they’ve added on to this ride now but in the 70′s it was big time). It was a simple roller coaster. You go through a giant loop and then up a tall, straight portion until gravity wins and you go backwards back down and through the loop backwards. Then up a tall, straight portion on the other end and then coast back to a stop.
No matter how many times we rode this coaster my Daddy would clap and cheer at the end like a kid. The memory always makes me smile.
Last March I lost my sweet Daddy suddenly to cancer. It came on fast and intense and those twenty or so years that I thought I still had with him were gone.
But I still have sweet, wonderful memories of a man who loved me more than anything in this world. And he knew how to have fun.
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