Today, as an adult? I don’t remember the name of my kindergarten teacher, many of my favorite toys, or the faces of my childhood best friends. But I’ll always remember the moments of sitting on the bow of my dad’s 1997 Regal, legs outstretched, feeling the wind blow through my hair, and looking back at my dad driving. He always smiled, happy to be out on the water with his favorite people in the world, doing his favorite thing. Looking back, maybe it wasn’t the boat he was so obsessed about.