The Spring of our 9th grade year, myself, Christy, Julie and Shelly took a trip to Disneyland. It was a memorable trip for all of us, that we probably remember specific details still today. I believe Julie mom drove us down there - we had a great time, running around the park like little kids with too much candy, singing Disney songs and oldies and buying matching blue sailor hats with our names on them. Of course we looked gorgeous in the morning and the nice humidity flatten our 80's hair at the end of the day! The legendary "Pineapple, Pineapple, Pineapple" scream was born. The pictures from this trip were priceless, even more so now as they capture a special moment in time. And there were several trips to Disneyland after the 9th grade excursion including the last time I saw Christy, a month before the accident, we were at Disneyland with Julie repeating those memorable moments of our teen years as adults. It is a special and magical place that seems to immediately flush away my feelings of grief and sadness and replace them with the childlike joy I once had during that time!