Remembering

Remembering was Originally Posted on November 19, 2011 by lavarock

As we aproach the holidays, memories flood in. Thanksgiving reminds me of cold weather and sometimes snow. Christmas reminds me of snow and icy roads and that overcast cloud cover.

Its is funny how we remember certain things, flashes of memories, some having major impact on our lives and others representing just a feeling.

Many people remember where they were and what they were doing when man landed on the moon, or 9-11 or so on. Then there are the times that may not be so dramatic. I remember a particular spot on a beach in Point Pleasant NJ. Perhaps it was because I fell asleep there and got badly sunburned, or maybe it was something else, but I do rememgber that particular spot on the beach where I spent many a summer.

I also remember my Grandmothers house which was over top of my Fathers office. I remember my great-grandmother would make ice cream sodas with Dads root beer and vanilla ice cream. I also remember she loved neopolitan ice crean (vanilla-chocolate-strawberry).

Enough of those mundane memories though. What I really remember and is the idea behind this blog entry is this; often when I woyuld visit, there was an apple pie, freshly made and sitting in the pantry cooling off. That apple pie with the ice cream was the best memory I have of that house.

The ability to experience something and remember it is amazing.

Unfortunately, as I write this, I hear yet anoth coqui frog in the yard. Remember them from previous blogs? Well I hope that by tomorrow night this one will be a distant memory!