A simple enough piece to create, this is really about poetry and color. I loved summers in Ocean City as a kid. I really loved Gillian’s Wonderland, and take my boys there now. My favorite thing in all of summer was the bumper cars. The very particular aromas of electrocuted copper and steel, the quick and dirty socialization where strangers were able to laugh like old friends, the absurd tragedy of the pile of out of service cars, and the sadness when the electricity stopped flowing through the little curved wires. I loved those things.
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Those words contain strong imagery. Very nice. It resonated with me because I was 14 when my family moved in July 1974 from Long Isand to Brooklyn. That was traumatic. Then I discovered Coney Island, it’s bumper cars, the Cyclone, and other really fun and not so fun things. Like my little brother who was 10 at the time throwing up while with me on a ride called the Zipper.
Thanks @macoslabels! I love all of those rides too, and I’m enjoying introducing my kids to them now. 🙂