The first time I sat in the driver’s seat was the classic car ride at Freedomland. There was a guide-rail underneath the car so you really weren’t driving, but any 7yr old could get the thrill of cruising down the highway without paying for gas. It was right then that I knew that someday I’d get the behind the wheel and drive until I found what I was looking for. Purpose, a new start, or a beautiful starry night.