As a rule, I don’t do mushy.
Especially not in front of others.
And especially not while blogging.
It’s like I always say, “Friends don’t let friends blog and get sentimental.”
Okay, I’m kidding. I think we all know I’ve had a few sappy blog posts.
So, what’s one more mushy story?
Let me set the scene for you: Yesterday we placed the final piece of track for our new Thunderbird steel roller coaster. (Fun Fact: yesterday was also the one-year HoliVersary of James, our VP of Development & Maintenance. We think he intentionally scheduled that one.)
James did his usual interview for the Hard Hat Chronicles with Stephen (he’s the man behind the Hard Hat Chronicles).
Lauren and I then headed over to the construction site for interviews, which we nailed.
By saying we nailed our interviews, I actually mean Stephen had a lot of work to do with editing. Sorry Stephen!
After we finished our interviews, Lauren and I took a second to admire the unbroken ribbon of orange track winding through the woods before heading back.
Looking at the full coaster for the first time and seeing the elements pop in and out of the woods reminded me of just how proud my dad would be if he could see what we’re doing.
And that we’re three weeks ahead of schedule.
My train of thought was suddenly interrupted by a song playing over the radio: “Come Together” by the Beatles.
For those who don’t know, my dad was a HUGE Beatles fan. He was also an avid bass player, and “Come Together” was one of his favorite songs to play (Lauren actually hated the song for a considerable amount of time simply because Dad used to practice within earshot during homework and sleeping hours).
I looked at Lauren with a laugh and commented, “How appropriate.”
We listened for a moment and smiled.
I think it’s exactly the song Dad would have picked for such an occasion.