On Father's Day every year a group of us travel to
Cedar Point for the weekend. It's a long standing tradition that goes way, way back.
Behind the cut are photos of our day at the park:
L to R: Shelly, Randy, Maureen, Billy, P2 and I
Billy looks like he's having agreat time because this was his very first trip to Cedar Point - and he hadn't been at any other amusement park since he was 15 - and he's between two busty ladies. Billy was a riot. Going to the park with someone who had never been was so much fun!
Shelly, P2, Maureen, Randy, Billy, me and Paul.
Paul is the "Father" of our Father's Day gathering. He's the man I know who is most similar to my own father. I've been fortunate that the family has adopted me. Maureen is his wife. I have no idea what Randy is doing.
Hanging out, relaxing, while other members of our party are on the Wicked Twister.
P2 and I at the Pirate Ship, naturally.
Theatre people travel with Sharpies, yo.