Dear Toucan Ride Thing at Humboldt Park Playground:
I don’t see you around much anymore. When I was kid, we would fight over who got to ride you, even though you really didn’t move. But you looked like the bird on the Fruit Loops box and that’s all that mattered. Mm, fruity milk. Much better than nasty Cheerios milk.
You’re fading away now, an endangered species. At least some kids will still get to enjoy you—at least until The New Safer Playground arrives one day. I’ll always remember you, Really-Hot-In-The-Sun Toucan Ride Thing.