Fantasy Farm was the first amusement park I ever went to.  From my childhood, I still remember the roller coaster [movie], the big red cars on the cart track, and the animals.  But my fondest memory of the park dates to 1991 when my wife and I took our 3-year old daughter there on the last day the park was in operation.  She'd never been to an amusement park before, so she didn't know for King's Island or Cedar Point.  She just rode the rides (many of them by herself, as big girls do) and petted the animals and, at the end of the day, fell asleep in the back seat with a contented smile on her face. I can still picture the front gate in my rearview mirror as we left the parking lot, knowing it'd be the last time we'd ever go there.  Sigh.

John Shay