As I stepped inside, the Ferris Wheel ride operator closed the stable door behind me, and the basket slowly cradled back and forth while I got situated.
The ride started to move up and out, and I instinctually gripped the center pole and started to pray to my God…. I was sure I was going to die. I mean, I have avoided so many death-defying foibles since my triple-play of strokes, but I was sure this was the absolute transgression that would send me into oblivion...