We have had Angel and Justin since Wednesday night. They are grandkids and no that isn’t what I won’t do again. Even if I said we weren’t going to do it again, which I’m not since I love them, I wouldn’t be married anymore if I did. Anyway, we took them to Silver Dollar City Thursday evening and if you go after 3pm you can come back the next day for free. Yesterday, we went back for the free day and Angel talked me into riding the “Powder Keg” with her. Yes, that’s what I won’t ever do again. The Powder Keg is a roller coaster from …, well you know. The only thing I can say good about it is “it is smooth”. It starts you out by accelerating from 0 to 145,000 miles per hour in about a half a second. I don’t know how they do that but they do and then it goes over the first hump that is designed to wrap your feet up over your ears and I’m sure it would if they didn’t have you strapped in. It does a series of twists and turns that I guess are designed to train a new generation of fighter pilots. The good news is it doesn’t take long to get back to where you started. Now you have to understand all this is taking place with this 4th grade girl holding her arms in the air while I am trying to permanently deform the bar holding me in this death trap. She is yelling for me to hold my arms up and I am telling her there is no way that’s going to happen!!! It is really designed to make a 6 foot 2 inch man feel like a wimp! The only good thing is that Justin says he’s not riding it, OK so I’m trying to use a 4th grade boy to make me look good and yes I know it isn’t working.
Later in the day Angel try’s to get me to ride the “Wild Fire”. This is another roller coaster that does 5 loops. I may have cried a little in my embarrassment but I didn’t do it and then to put the icing on the cake, Justin did. They must have ridden it about 4 times in a row and then, yeh you guessed it they went back to the Powder Keg and Justin road it and wanted to do it again. Luckily the park was closing so I was able to slink off towards the car.
But enough of the un-pleasantries. We went out to lunch on Wednesday the 20th to celebrate the 54th wedding anniversary of our good friends Clarence and Virginia Byrom. When they had their 50th anniversary I gave Virginia a pin that said “I must be a Saint” and now she has up and made 4 more years. Can’t you just tell by looking at him how hard that must be? That’s Jack and Barbara Miller in the background and of course my darling wife, Twila. Hope that got me some points.
All kidding aside, you have to do something right to make it that many years. We wish them many more.
