He wasn’t loaded rich, but he understood wealth in a way most people never will. Decades later, I see the same spark in my son. It is likely the greatest legacy we could ever leave.

I almost said no. Sitting on a cold bench for an hour while my $180 lift ticket ticked away felt like a waste—until I saw the look in my 5-year-old son’s eyes. What I thought was lost time turned out to be one of the most valuable lessons I’ve ever learned about perspective, presence, and the moments we don’t realize we’ll never get back.