Self-Deprecating Sunday (25)

The Father’s Day edition. King’s Island in the mid-nineties. Dad and I took on “The Racer,” front car. Not exactly the park’s scariest roller-coaster, but for me it was a big moment. I came prepared by wearing my sister’s Les Jesus t-shirt. With the big Daddy at my chest and my own dad at myContinue reading “Self-Deprecating Sunday (25)”