I have a scrapbook full of memories, and decaying gardenias that will be passed onto my kids and grandkids. Will our kids have anything to save? If our kids don't make cards, or write poems, what will they show their kids when they're Post Fifty?
When I heard Rita Wilson's smooth and steady, slower version of "Cherish," I was so moved that I actually teared up right there on the spot. It was like seeing your kid all dressed up as an adult for the first time.