The Cedar Point Chronicles (Part One)

For as long as I can remember I’ve been a complete and total coward.  When I was little, everything terrified me.  Bullies, dogs, monsters, slow moving cargo vans with tinted windows, tornadoes, Popsicle sticks covered with ants and of course let’s not forget the imminent arrival of “World War 3,” which we were told was … Continue reading The Cedar Point Chronicles (Part One)