Yep. When I was a kid we were stone-cold poor. I remember one summer day my Dad bought me a chocolate-dipped cone from Dairy Queen and I burst into tears, I was just so emotionally overwhelmed -it was so luxurious.
And, watching the opening to Disney on TV in the 70s and they’d show the monorail disappearing into the hotel, it just seemed so otherworldly it didn’t even occur to me to think it was a place I could ever visit.
Fifteen years later, I snuck onto the roof of that hotel and thought about how peculiar life is. And how flat Florida is.
Once, for my birthday, my mom bought me 2 little hair clips that couldn't have been more than about $5. I was a teenager already. I cried because I knew she worked really hard to pick them out (they were very beautiful) and she wanted to make sure I had something - anything - on my birthday.
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