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Tag: Cedar Point

Day 32: Ticket to ride

Day 32: Ticket to ride

I used to think that Cedar Point was a made-up name for the amusement park, and a strange one at that. Really, it doesn’t sound like it would be fun, the way that “Disneyland” did. No: Cedar Point was simply the name of a place, long before it was a company and a destination for … read more Day 32: Ticket to ride

Posted on August 7, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags 1991, Cedar Point, death, family, Ohio, time
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