>Times Remembered

>Helping Jack sort out his family’s things with his sister Carole.  Watching them go through the various things….listening to their memories as they go down the litany of half forgotten neighborhood families, friends and distant relatives.

Their stories remind me of my own; and make me think to the day when my own siblings and I will be gathered ’round the boxes of photos and other things, laughing and misting over in our eyes as our memories take us back.

Were we really ever that young?  Will we ever feel that way again? 

So for today, Fifty Five Is The New Times Remembered…Back then, when the world was a simple place to be.

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