I have been away from the park for two days. On any given week I am in the park for 50-60 hours. Often times more. But yet, when I am away, I long for home. I am, of course, more than my job. I do have a life, a family, faith and friends. But I know where I belong. It is not because of the attractions. Nor is it the shows. It is not the music, smells nor food. What is it, in this place that calls
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