Savoring the Moment

I barely remember my High School graduation. I do remember older people telling me to enjoy the moment, to remember the experience and to embed it into my mind. I really didn't listen or care, I wanted to just be out of there. I heard all my life to appreciate my parents. To respect my …

My Memory Is Swamped

Today's technology is great. But so was the simplicity of yesteryear. I love technology...but I love memories too. Let me tell a story. This has no significance to anyone... in fact, it will probably bore you. It won't stir any emotions in anyone, yet the brief effect it had on me made me smile. Here …

Your Memories Are Not Your Childs Memories

When I was a teenager, we owned a restaurant on Main Street in Blytheville, AR from 1966 until about 1978 called Betty's and Lettie's (or B&L for short). The memories from that cafe are truly ones that I will always cherish as it was both a place to eat (that's always a good memory) and …

Yes Ma’am and No Ma’am – Respect

I was born in Flint, MI and attended school up there until I was in the 6th grade. In the north we called Coke's "Pop", and instead of ya'll, we said "You guys". When someone asked you a question you responded with "yeah" or "no". After about 6 weeks at the Grand Blanc Junior High …

Memories and Eye Witness Accounts

Memories and eyewitness accounts...It is my experience that neither are very reliable. In fact, in my old age I have now begun to question every autobiography I have ever read (both of them). I have a pretty darn good memory, and at one time in my life, I thought it was pretty darn accurate! I …