Dutch Wonderland on Saturday · Aug 28, 11:51 PM
The last time I went was when my folks had just gotten divorced and we took off on a day trip three times a week with my Dad during the summer. After we make our way into the park we are standing at the concession stand and he starts talking to some women next to us. They chat for 10-15 minutes while we wait and then she goes into some side entrance. Pretty lady but I didn’t think twice about it.
A half hour later we go to this show where they dive off this high dive into a tiny little pool. Typical carny stuff. I look up and there is the same women all done up in her bathing suit and then she screams down from the sky into basically a glass of tap water. Impressive… but I still don’t think much of it. She smiles in our direction…
As we exit – wanting to dart towards the roller coaster – my pops puts up the stop sign and officially holds our horses. We sit idle for 10 minutes until a door opens behind us. Before my very eyes is the diving beauty toweling her hair and dressed back in her “civilian” gear. Next thing I know, she is showing us the park for the following six hours.
Casanova Foster hard at work. The whole summer was like that…
— John Foster
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