Dinosaur rides. Pirate ships. Log rides. A walk through an vintage, make-believe Brooklyn town.
His happiness was contagious and he skipped his way through this little amusement park that seemed bigger than the universe to him.
A place of my past where weekends were spent when I was a teenager. My son's new obsession. My husbands new discovery. Full circle that's come straight back to me.
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