Remember when you were young, how enticing the carousel ride was? The pretty horses moving up and down, how you picked out the horse you wanted to ride as you we standing in line waiting for your turn. How heart-breaking it was if someone got to your horse first. Remember how you wanted to ride the horse by yourself--but somehow didn't really have the nerve. The fun you had when the horse moved up and down and how it felt to watch the other horses go up and down. How you got a little dizzy trying to look for you Mom or Dad in the "audience?"