Flashes of the past

The music we listened to, the smell of the rain, the taste of a grilled chicken caesar salad with a side of french toast, pictures of a white hill, or simply a hocky game all bring back these flashes of a time before. A time of Movin' Out, Sailing on the bay, Hockey in the church parking lot, breakfast at park place. So many memories...

What are memories for? are they there to help you remember a better time? or just to help you not make the same mistakes again? Memory - Noun -The mental faculty of retaining and recalling past experience. What the hell is that for? All of my memories remind me of better times and make me realize how bad things are right now. All I have are memories.


Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things. ~Pierce Harris, Atlanta Journal