As it turned out, we had a fabulous afternoon! The movie was great (for war movies), our surroundings were lush and beautiful, the atmosphere was exciting, and last but not least we found Daddy just fine because he was waiting where he told us to meet him. I bet he was as anxious as I was if the truth were told!
It is difficult to explain how I felt at the day's end, but one thing is for sure that day marked a milestone in my life. My Father had orchestrated a memory that only my brother and I share; a memory that was created which I would hold near and dear to my heart for the rest of my life.
In my estimation, that 35-cent investment that my Father made that Saturday afternoon reaped priceless rewards for my brother and I, and today in some small way I am a richer person for it.
2 comments:
Oh I treasure memories like this. It never fails to amaze me what stays upon our minds. Things I remember vividly and with gratitude for having experienced it..my sister remembers differently. How lovely that you have such a wonderful memory.
What a nice recollection. Thanks for sharing it. Somehow it reminded me of the evening my parents handed me my very own key.
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