Before I retired my buddy Frank and I would spend lunches and breaks, few as they were, dreaming of life after teaching. Frank was, and still is, a nut for Disney World in Florida, so he would talk about the fun we would have when we got to Disney. We both never grew up, we just got older, and in time, both retired. This was our first winter in Florida. Frank spends as much time as he can in a place over 70 degrees during the winter, so Mickey and he are on a first make basis. Mickey, Goofy, Frank, Mickey. Everyone is happy. So when Frank found out that we were spending the month in Florida, he was in orbit someplace outside of Jupiter. Continue reading