Sunday, June 27, 2010
I Will Remember You
That little boy? The one dressed quite Woody-like nearly 10 years ago?
He wonders that, given we have so many Pixar people living around here, perhaps employees' children go to our same pediatric dentist.
That dentist? We gifted him all of our Toy Story and Toy Story 2 toys, so little kids, apprehensive about seeing the dentist, would find toys to play with and imagine with.
And maybe, just maybe, that former little boy thinks, the Pixar mommies and daddies visiting our dentist were assured that those Toy Story and Toy Story 2 toys came from a boy who had outgrown those toys but wanted others to enjoy and love and play with those toys.
And maybe that's why I kept crying throughout Toy Story 3.
That little boy? He's not going to college right away. But he's closer to college than he is to dressing up as Woody. And he is so old that he understands and, even, appreciates my tears.
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