Funny you mention Waldameer.
Memorial Day weekend 2005, I brought my family on the train for a late day ride before the fireworks started. That included my wife, 2 daughters, mom & dad. It is a rather relaxing ride around the waterpark, and my kids love being on a train.
During the ride, I kept hearing a banging & rattling noise. It sounded like that there were rocks being thrown at the train. I get a little nervous due to not knowing where this noise is coming from. After looking all around us, I finally saw the culprit. A boy/ man (it was hard to tell) behind us a few seats with a handful of those white/ silver landscaping stones. Getting somewhat nervous since my kids were on the ride, I was able to get my dad's attention and we just sat and watched this guy for the rest of the ride. Apparently, we were not exactly sneaky in watching this guy and when we entered the tunnel, all we heard was the clunking of stones all around us and a whole lot of screaming, swearing etc.
We got out of the tunnel and I checked my wife and kids to be sure they did not get hit and everyone was fine. Except the 10 year old girl directly behind us. She got whacked in the eye. It swelled up like a balloon and she started crying. Her sister did as well just because she did not know what to do. Feeling that I had to do something, I told my mom and wife that once the train stopped to take the kids, exit quickly and find security.
Once the train stopped, the stones throwers jumped off the train and started running for the exit. But my father and I got in their way. All I was trying to do was hold them up enough till security got there. So of course here is myself (fat, unhealthy, white guy) preventing 4 other gentlemen from leaving the area. There was lots of screaming, swearing, threats, in-your-face yelling etc. I figured I was going to get into a fight, but heck, this little girl was injured for no reason. It could have been my kid. The cops finally got there and started to sort out the issue.
I tried to not inflame an already intense situation discussing it with the police. I kept pointing to the guys that was throwing the rocks, and the cop kept asking me which one. I finally described the guy as "The african- american gentleman in the gray shirt." Their whole group (there was now at least 10 of them) started to scream that I was just being a racist, and I had no proof. The cops did finally escort the whole group, physically, from the park. It made for a nervous evening.
Even during the fireworks, I was nervous of getting jumped in the parking lot. But the group was escorted out the East entrance, and my family was at the West entrance. Come to find out that the next morning there was an almost near riot situation (http://www.goerie.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20050601/NEWS02/506010399&SearchID=73284736998588) at the park. It really sucks that this happened. I am from Erie, and my kids love fireworks. I just don't want to deal with that kind of crap again.
Why do people have to act this way? Is it really their upbringing, or is it just the way society is today? The problem is though, it's not even the younger kids/ adults but even old, fat people in my age bracket. Why is it when people are being held responsible for their actions, there has to be some sort of fight, or the accusing party is then accused of being racist themselves?
And this question goes out to all...
What is a good age for kids to go off on their own in a park? Many have mentioned about parents treating the park like a babysitter, but when are kids old enough?