Miscellany Monday @ lowercase letters

+ why do my favorite childhood places always seem less amazing when i’m an adult?  On Friday, Alan had a company picnic at Knoebels (kah-NO-buhls), a local amusement park.  It was the first time I had been there in at least seven years.

After the picnic, we were able to ride a few of the rides before some serious rain hit and ended our day.  We even jammed all four of us into a Tilt-A-Whirl car.  How a 6′ 2″ man and a 6′ teen managed to squeeze in the car (especially as none of the guys are skinny, by any stretch of the word), I’ll never know.  All I know is that the combined weight created so much force I was certain the car was going to fly off the track at least twice.

We also rode The Phoenix, my favorite wooden roller coaster (the bunny hops make me fly out of my seat to the point of making me fear I’ll seriously fly out of the car).  I rode behind Alan and T, who later asked if it was me screaming on every hill.  Yes.  Yes, it was.

+ parade.  On Saturday, we woke up early to go to the most amazing Fourth of July parade ever.  It features a B-52 flyover before the parade, which is my favorite part.

My second-favorite are the re-enactors – there are some dressed in period uniforms from some major U.S. wars.

And the parade honors veterans from every war; some walk, some ride in vehicles.  Either way, it’s very impressive to see so many from our area, considering the fact that we don’t have a large military presence.

The gentleman in the photo above is a veteran of the Korean War.  He’s very active at the high school I attended, and I had the privilege of interviewing him about his experiences in the military.