I have tons of memories. Here's a short one: Learning to ski at Aspen with my dad. He would have an icicle hanging off the end of his nose. At lunch we would take a break and eat cold sandwiches in the car. Special ski trip treats included Triscuits and a couple of Mounds candy bars that we shared with each other. In my family, if you wanted a candy bar, you had to ski. Otherwise candy bars didn't exist!