I spent the golden years of my childhood under the sunny skies of Florida and playing on the white sandy beaches of the surrounding area. I attended Palm Harbor Elementary and proudly wore my “Palm Harbor Pelican” t-shirt (which I still have). Yesterday morning Bird and I woke up early, fled from the strange bed and breakfast and drove five miles down the road to Palm Harbor where we visited my old house, walked the block, visited my old school and then wandered around until we found a park that my dad and I used to bike too. Pop Stansell Park was just a few blocks from our house, but seemed like a far-off land. When dad would take me to Pop Stansell Park I felt so grownup, so free, and like we were risking everything to cross the “busy road” at a cross walk. These little bike rides remain one of my fondest memories of childhood with my dad.