“What we remember from childhood we remember forever — permanent ghosts, stamped, inked, imprinted, eternally seen.”

The doors and windows have been open since last night. My bedroom window even had a breeze so it was easy falling asleep. Now, it is hot in the sun so I’m opting for shade under the umbrella where the slight breeze can find me. Henry was with me here on the deck then went back inside. He likes the coolness of the den, and he stretches out on the couch.

It is getting hotter and the breeze has just about disappeared. It will be in the mid-80’s today and down to the high 60’s tonight. I’ll be delighted.

I have a few errands today so I’m being forced to get out and about. I also have a play tonight, South Pacific. I am not crazy about musicals, but I sort of like this one. When I was a kid, I used to take records out of the library. I remember taking out South Pacific and Camelot and some Christmas records. I have favorite songs from each of these musicals, and I’m a sucker for Christmas music.

I have these weird little memories. Once I was on a bus and an older woman was sitting on one of the long front seats, the ones which face each other. She was talking the whole time to a woman across from her as she lit her cigarette. I watched as she put the lit end in her mouth. One night in Ghana I was visiting a friend who lived not all that far away but too far to walk. I borrowed a bike. As I was leaving, my friend told me to be careful at the end of his driveway as there was a dip I wouldn’t see in the darkness. I got close to the end and fell, in anticipation. I got up, walked the bike over the dip then got back on and rode home. When I was around ten, my brother and I were befriended by one of the zoo keepers. He let me in with Babe, the elephant, to feed her. I remember hearing a kid saying out loud he was amazed that a girl was in with the elephant. I felt proud and masterful, though I didn’t know that last word yet. I just remember the feeling. I remember my first bank account and how proud I was every time I put in money, mostly coins and a stray dollar bill. I still feel the same way even though the amount is a bit bigger. Learning to tie my shoes was a huge accomplishment not up there with riding a bike but close. I still remember the concentration it took on the loops.

Over time I have forgotten so much but sometimes a memory bubbles to the surface. Good or bad doesn’t matter. I’m just glad for the memory, for the added piece of my life.

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12 Comments on ““What we remember from childhood we remember forever — permanent ghosts, stamped, inked, imprinted, eternally seen.””

  1. Hedley Says:

    its music night in Detroit.

    Mrs MDH and I are heading to the Fox Theatre to see the American Utopia World Tour 2018 starring Mr. David Byrne. We bought the tickets back in January so its been a bit of a wait

    As I was explaining to im6 this morning it is exactly (to the day) 35 years ago that the Stop Making Sense tour hit Detroit and the wannabe Mrs MDH and I were out at Pine Knob, jumping up and down in our seats as any 20 somethings would do.

    Reviews have been extremely positive for the show and there is a good mix of the solo stuff and The Talking Heads.

    So I am super fired up. the set list does not include Psycho Killer but it does include Burning Down the House and this…

    And you may find yourself
    Living in a shotgun shack
    And you may find yourself
    In another part of the world
    And you may find yourself
    Behind the wheel of a large automobile
    And you may find yourself in a beautiful house
    With a beautiful wife
    And you may ask yourself, well
    How did I get here ?

    It was by 747 and a long time ago !

  2. katry Says:

    My Dear Hedley,
    Have a most wonderful evening! Such a mamory that you and Mrs. MDH share about a day and a concert. I always say music carries the most amazing memories of where and when and with whom.

    We give thanks to a 747!!

    • Hedley Says:

      The Tigers are at home and the stadium is across the street from the Fox – however they are playing the equally awful Twins so I am not worrying about traffic.

      • katry Says:

        MDH,
        The Sox lost last night and we are all devastated!

        I remember those days when you could buy the best seats in Fenway on day of game!

      • Hedley Says:

        The biggest outrage is that the Tigers are promoting a Miguel Cabrera autograph night at the stadium $300 for a signature…that’s right THREE HUNDRED …and if you want it personalized you can have an extra 5 words for $75.

        I go to the Tigers on freebies. I am genuinely mad that they are pandering to Cabrera’s outrageous greed

      • katry Says:

        My Dear Hedley,
        I do hate the greed in sports. and Cabrera is as greedy as they come. Too bad!!

  3. Birgit Says:

    Perfect biking weather today, I saw some villages along an old trading route, a nature reserve and a former spa garden and now I’m looking for the next destination.

    I hadn’t heard of South Pacific and looked it up. This year is the 30th anniversary of our musical in town and I still haven’t seen it, I’m just not interested in singing people on rollerskates playing trains.
    Have fun tonight!

    • katry Says:

      Birgit,
      You do take the best bike routes.The old trading route sounds fun, maybe some great stuff to see on there way.EWe do have a bike route on the cape you can take almost the whole way from the bridge to the tip of Provincetown.

      The play was wonderful. The singers were excellent.

      It was a good night.

  4. olof1 Says:

    We had almost storm here yesterday and finally it has cooled down, a lot. This morning it was just above 50F and the wind that is is rather cold 🙂 From now on it’ll stay around 68F during the days and I am so looking forward to it 🙂

    I laughed out loud when I read about the woman with the cigarette 🙂 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      I’d love that temperature right now and envy you the coolness. I’m tired of being hot. 68˚ is perfect to me.

      I was so mesmerized watching her not pay attention. She was shocked herself.

      Have a good day!!

  5. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    Was it the Stoneham elephant? I think she’s the one that gave me the mother of all colds when she kissed me smack on the nose with her runny trunk. 😀
    That zoo was also where I petted the adult male Bengal tiger. I don’t recall feeling particularly masterful. I just wanted to know what tiger fur felt like.

    I still remember learning to ride a two-wheel bike and the exact moment that I acquired balance.
    All my shoes were slip on or buckles up until right before I went into first grade. I didn’t want to learn to tie shoes. My cousin Susan, who was a year ahead of me, spent an afternoon teaching me the loops because I was supposed to know how to do that to be in the first grade or something.
    Nowadays my shoes are flip flops. Those shoes with laces are tied once and never tied again, if I can help it.

    My windows were open all day yesterday (10th) and all last night. It’s lovely and almost cold right now.

    Hope the play was good.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      She was a baby elephant at the Stoneham zoo. She had her own enclosure. When she got big, she was transferred to a different, bigger zoo. I’m surprised you got close to the tiger as the enclosure was barred to keep people and hands out.

      I also remember that first ride. I can still see exactly where I was when I pedaled all by myself.

      My good shoes were buckled but my sneakers had laces. I guess my mother got tired of tying my shoes. She taught me how to tie. My winter shoes have laces but I wear sandals all summer.

      When Henry started to pant yesterday, I closed up and put the AC bon. By then my house was 78˚. Last night was cooler but still humid.

      Great play!!

      Have a wonderful day!


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