PRISONER EXPRESS

Well, for me I can answer all of these with one particular memory. My favorite place is at the circus with my six year old daughter. No other place on earth is as joyful, fun, and sincere in their quest to make a person, big and small alike to smile. When I took my six year old daughter to the circus fro the first time it was my first time as well. Upon our arrival and entrance into this magical wonderland I ceased being Daddy and became a child myself. Wow, you should have seen us, running around eating cotton candy and wearing the funky hats with the propellers on top. Then when we made the elephant we both clutched each other out of fear because we were both equally scared yet thrilled by the experience at the same time. (Elephants are quite large and intimidating creatures when up close and personal!) This whole magical experience was absolutely magnificent. My daughter is and always will be my best friend, we were like peanut butter and jelly, where theme is one theme is like other. This is my most precious memory of all time, and until they figure out who to take our memories, I will always be able to leave this place if only for a moment in time. This, the memory of the circus is my favorite place. My favorite place to be, my favorite place in time, and my favorite place next to my daughter as a child, a best friend and a father alike.