A Dad Remembers the Magic of 'Peter Pan'
“You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting.” J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan I remember flying things and a blanket wrapped around me. I was small in the backseat, somewhere between the screen and a dream, worn from too long spent with arms stretched outward, dangling over the bench in front of me between my father flush with steering wheel...
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