I was organizing my photos and noticed a picture that reminded of a scene I've been seeing my whole life. A location we picked to release turtles when they grew too big for Mom's liking.
I went through Dad's old shots and found one of Central Park looking across a lake past a wooden shelter towards the northwest with the buildings to the right.
I framed a similar shot last week, 51 years later.
Dad and I love Central Park equally.