The ups and downs of life have often been compared to a roller coaster. Amusement parks are bipolar mofos. The day after, it's always super depressing. Or is it just me?

I used to LOVE amusement parks : the lights, the colours, the almost dying. That was FUN. Or is it just me?

Amusement parks were also scary, death traps where you could get kidnapped? Or is it just me?

From Disney World to Dollywood and every rinky dink amusement park in between (I'm looking at you Fun Fair Park), I experienced some STUFF in the 80's and 90's.

And, I know one thing is true: I was definitely carny folk in a past life and Coney Island was my home.