There’s this older playground in Allen Park, kinda wedged between a subdivision and some train tracks. There’s a ball field in one corner.
It’s not a Modern Safety Playground™, no, not at all. There’s rust and the heights of the slides and swings are… challenging. I’ll tell you, though, that The Boy loved this slide like none other I’ve ever seen him on.
“I may appear to be just sitting here like a bucket of tapioca, but don’t
let appearances fool you. I’m approaching old age … at the speed of light.”
— Prof. Cosmo Fishhawk