Remember the best time you ever had? It could have been an excellent childhood camping trip, or your high school graduation party. Maybe it was the day you actually won the Spelling Bee at school and for a brief moment in time you felt like the smartest kid in your class. Or maybe you hit the walk off home run that lifted your team into first place. As good as the moment was, it didn't last. Because the clock keeps ticking.
Because the clock is constantly moving forward, not backward, (contrary to popular belief, when we move the clocks back an hour in October, we aren't REALLY doing that, we're just correcting a mistake we made the previous April when we play the daylight savings time game,)many of us enjoy taking little mental trips back to the days we felt smarter, more attractive, and happy. Some of us even like to take occasional memory trips back to the bad old days too.
As time races by, people are born, live, die, and are soon forgotten. How many of us ever knew our grandparents? Greatgrandparents? Look at your family tree. How any generations do you know about? Of those people, how many have you met?
Sometimes, all we have are photos passed down from one generation to another. This blog is going to consist of photos. Lots of photos. As I find them, I'm going to post them. Photos of people long deceased. Photos of past decades. I just want to save them somehow. Because one day, I'll be one of those people long gone, and there will be others like me who like to take a look back to remember times, places, and people. The clock is ticking. I need to get busy.
