There Goes My Hero

My family took its first and only Disney trip in the summer of 1990. We rode some rollercoasters. Went to one of the waterparks. Decently fun trip from what I can remember as a 4th grader. The strange part was that my older brother Jon was lethargic the whole trip. I still remember a picture of him taking a nap on a bench in the middle of the day. Something was off. I was nine, so I didn’t think anything of it. My ...