Carol H Tucker Passionate about knowledge management and organizational development, expert in loan servicing, virtual world denizen and community facilitator, and a DISNEY fan
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beladona Memorial Be warned:in this very rich environment where you can immerse yourself so completely, your emotions will become engaged -- and not everyone is cognizant of that. Among the many excellent features of SL, there is no auto-return on hearts, so be wary of where your's wanders...
For #throwbackThursday, I went rummaging in my pciture archives to make a post on Twitter [and thus to Facebook] -- and found a snapshot from 11.06.2004, exactly ten years ago
This is Frank posing in a display on Main Street in the Magic Kingdom of Walt Disney World, Florida.
It was a relaxed vacation. We had been to WDW so many times before that it was an easy vacation, in fact Tom and Don weren't at all upset that they couldn't join us that year because they had spent a couple days with us just last year. The pictures that we took reflect that laid-back perspective -- we only took about eight rolls between the two of us. Gem joined us, flying down and taking the Magical Express from the airport
There were a couple of firsts on this trip. We didn't take a picture of the "Welcome to Florida" sign at the visitor center when we drove into the state, deciding that we really had enough of them. When we made our customary stop at the shrine, we took a sidetrip and xplored the lighthouse at St Augustine and I climbed all 219 steps to the very top. It was the first time we stayed at the Port Orleans Riverside. We purchased a "block" on the wall at EPCOTT, but without a photo, just putting our names on there and the comment that we were "doing Disney our way". Frank had stated that he always wanted to get a haircut in the barbarshop on Main Street and he did that much to the amusement of everyone. In fact, he had the lady barbar laughing so hard that I couldn't get a picture of her standing still!
Later Gem had her hair done [but not cut] and the two of them commiserated with each other over the problem of having sparkles clogging the shower drain.... It was a good trip, marred only by the drive home by another first when Frank handed me the keys and told me to drive -- a move that was totally out of character for him.