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Cathy

I remember (and loved) Idlewild Park in lovely Ligonier, PA! We used to go there more often than we went to Kennywood Park. Ah, memories...

Joe

I'd keep my distance from that springing clown in the box, too, Adam!

deadlytoque

Ooh, ball pit! I can't even remember my last ball pit experience.

Julie

Listen, strange women lyin' in ponds distributin' swords is no basis for a system of government.

Julie

Oops, forgot to add that I went in the ball pit and it was a lot of fun. I "had" to get in to it in order to fish Adam out.

Susan

Looks like you had a great time. The motorcycles are about my speed!

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