JoAnn

I can remember going to Playland Park back in 1958 with our CYO group. Riding the Tilt-a-World and eating lots of junk food. A boy that I really liked wanted me to ride the roller coaster with him and he wanted us to sit in the front car....and I told him that I didn't want to ride in the first car because it scared me....well he got mad and sat there anyway and I climbed into the second car while the rest of our group filled the back cars. Going down the fifth hill all the junk food in my stomach started churning and I up-chucked all over the "love of my 13 year old life" and then I just sunk down on the seat in embarassment...not knowing that the rest of my friends were getting pelted with flying vomit as the coaster was speeding around the tracks. Needless to say I was not too popular after we got off the roller coaster as I was the only one who didn't get a speck of puke on me. Think that was the last time I went with our CYO group anywhere. It was hard enough having to go to church on Sundays with them. I lived off of OST on Tierwester St. and went to the old St. Agnes Academy on Fannin St. Does anyone out there remember riding the ride that they called the Bullet....I think I told my cousin who rode it with me all the sins I ever commited because I thought I was going to die on that ride...and my cousin later became a nun...guess she made a promise to God if she got off that ride that she would live her life as a nun. I wasn't that desperate because I got married right out of high school and have been married for 46 years. All my family still lives in Houston but I moved to a small town in Bridgeport, Texas where we milked cows! Anybody out there can remember the platform dives at the Shamrock Hotel...oh well that is another story!