come on guys...renew old memories here...of anything you want to i remember walking down a trail and giving a little baby boy a flower. then he would not leave me. then later on another little baby ran up to me and jumped in my lap...i love them forever now
I remember laying in the street with my friends at night singing fiona apple dreaming into the stars until a car would come up the road and make us jump. I remember running head on into a post mans truck on the way home from school( he was parked) my friend and I layed in front of his truck and pretended he hit us and when he came back from houses delivering mail he was a bit confused
I remember chasing butterflies in the fields and at night chasing fireflies. I remember being carefree and happy.
i remember the smell of pine needles on a crisp cold midwinter's eve i remember the first time i saw a model train moving under its own power i remember digging tunnels under the snow drifts i remember cabins in the woods with no locks on the doors that anyone could sleep in and everyone always cleaning up the place before they left and restocking the canned goods in the cupboards i remember sining with the yotes in the desert and sleeping on the ground in the forrest in the rain under a sheet of plastic in the northwest i remember creaturs both ferrel and wild curling up next to me for warmth i remember passinger trains before amtrak and pcc trolleys in the cities i remember all my favorite foods the first time i discouvered them i remember finding out about the society of straingers and my first sciffy convention do you have any idea how many pages an over 50 can fill with this kind of stuff
I remember dancing in the falling snow with Jesse at Central Park, completely lit up with Christmas lights. It was magical, seemed as if we were the only two people in the world, a moment in time that I will never forget. After he passed away he came to me in a dream, we were at that very park.
I remember driving 4 hours to get to the ocean and when we go tthere camping in a trailor only campground at midnight because there wasnt any other place to camp...we got stoned by the ocean and I thought the water was going to attack me then we were woke up by the park rangers..we were in their spot...oops....we had to pack up and leave so we got the heck out in our pj's and spent the day at the ocean.
hm... some of my fondest memories was as a child, the summers my family used to spend at my grandparents' cottage up in Huntsville, Ontario... that was so awesome.
