This evening on Screamin' a hat fell into my lap as soon as we zipped off. It was the first time I ever had a conversation with someone throughout the whole ride, in between the screams of course. Hubby tried to take it from me, and I thought he was trying to keep it for himself. Naturally I wanted to find the owner and give it back! In the end he just wanted to hold it for the picture. As we got off the ride, we found the owner in the first row and it was a happy reunion. The moral of the story is: When they tell you to hang on to your stuff, hang on to it!