Share a good memory...

macele · 09-30-2013, 07:54 PM

the first memory that came to mind, (i wonder why), is of daddy, momma, and me shopping at sears. the candy counter. and they sold hee haw overalls. i was crazy over those overalls. never got any.

another memory is of playing basketball in the backyard, ... pretending to be on pat summitt's team and in her huddle.

the memory and memories don't last forever. disease, age, or death will take them away. i wish there was a slideshow of the good, great, awe inspiring memories. there's so much i'd like to feel again, ... that i've already forgotten. maybe something will jar, shake, rattle, ... the good times.

“My short-term factual memory can be like water; events are a brief disturbance on the surface and then it closes back up again, as if nothing ever touched it. But it’s a strange fact that my long-term memory remains strong, perhaps because it recorded events when my mind was unaffected. My emotional memory is intact too, perhaps because feelings are recorded and stored in a different place than facts. The things that happened deeper in the past, and deeper in the breast, are still there for me, under the water.

I won 1,098 games, and eight national championships, and coached in four different decades. But what I see are not the numbers. I see their faces.

'Pat should get a tattoo!' The kids laughed. 'What kind should she get?'

'A heart. She should get a heart.'

Little did they know. They are the tattoos.”
― Pat Summitt, Sum It Up: A Thousand and Ninety-Eight Victories, a Couple of Irrelevant Losses, and a Life in Perspective

09-30-2013, 07:54 PM	#7
macele Member How Do You Identify?: a bold-assed maximus Preferred Pronoun?: she Join Date: Sep 2011 Location: mississippi Posts: 1,066 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 3,178 Thanked 3,230 Times in 847 Posts Rep Power: 21474850	the first memory that came to mind, (i wonder why), is of daddy, momma, and me shopping at sears. the candy counter. and they sold hee haw overalls. i was crazy over those overalls. never got any. another memory is of playing basketball in the backyard, ... pretending to be on pat summitt's team and in her huddle. the memory and memories don't last forever. disease, age, or death will take them away. i wish there was a slideshow of the good, great, awe inspiring memories. there's so much i'd like to feel again, ... that i've already forgotten. maybe something will jar, shake, rattle, ... the good times. “My short-term factual memory can be like water; events are a brief disturbance on the surface and then it closes back up again, as if nothing ever touched it. But it’s a strange fact that my long-term memory remains strong, perhaps because it recorded events when my mind was unaffected. My emotional memory is intact too, perhaps because feelings are recorded and stored in a different place than facts. The things that happened deeper in the past, and deeper in the breast, are still there for me, under the water. I won 1,098 games, and eight national championships, and coached in four different decades. But what I see are not the numbers. I see their faces. 'Pat should get a tattoo!' The kids laughed. 'What kind should she get?' 'A heart. She should get a heart.' Little did they know. They are the tattoos.” ― Pat Summitt, Sum It Up: A Thousand and Ninety-Eight Victories, a Couple of Irrelevant Losses, and a Life in Perspective