Wednesday night Keith and I went to Heritage Park for their Christmas display. It was their first year, and the display was not spectacular (I’m spoiled by places like Hollywild) but they had a cute train. It was fun to be a kid again and ride the train, especially since we were practically the only adults who didn’t have kids with us. We sat with a mom and her little girl who really enjoyed the ride and at one point said, “This is freaking me out!” The joy, innocence and love of life of kids—may we never completely lose that. Print This