This is where we buried Mr Mouse. Just under the air landing marker 20 plus years ago. I came to show my respects today.
This park still feels undiscovered. The grass is nicely overgrown, the trees own the place instead of the other way around. The path to the beach now has the energy of a thousand waggy tails. The lake laps gently at the shore and reveals the perfect flat skipping stones.
AND... thanks to "Mr J's Deli on the Beach" you won't go hungy either. I wonder, can I Yelp a chip truck? :-)