Memory #89

When our daughter was four years old, we took a trip to Disney World. We spent all our time in the Magic Kingdom and visited with the Disney characters that strolled the grounds. We met Captain Hook one day and my daughter was frightened. She clambored up in my arms and shrank against me when the captain wanted her to plant a kiss on his cheek. On the way home, when our plane was about to land, she handed her dad her little notebook. On it she'd written our phone number. She told him, "When we land, call this number. If Captain Hook answers, don't go home!"