My DW and I were talking last night and one of our favorite memories is actually a recent one. We took DD and her cousin to the World a few years ago. It was cousins first trip in 15 years.
DD, being a newly minted college student was much too cool to be excited about going, but went to humor DW and I.
The memory is watching the two of them, hand in hand skipping down Main Street. I kid you not we could actually see the years and worries melting off of them as they skipped along. My DW and I looked at each other and didn’t have to say a word, perhaps the most perfect communication we ever had.
And of course I cannot find the film footage I shot. I know it is there somewhere, perhaps when I am long gone the kids will go thru all those pictures and movies and remember just why they call Disneyworld the happiest place on earth!