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DelMarVa's Premier Source for News, Opinion, Analysis, and Human Interest Contact Publisher Joe Albero at alberobutzo@wmconnect.com or 410-430-5349
Hot tar always reminds me of Glen Ave. Elementary, 5th grade, 1987, when they were doing roof maintenance.
ReplyDeleteScent is the sense most closely connected to memory.
ReplyDeleteAll the time.
ReplyDeleteIt also will remind me of people who are no longer with us. Memories of them.
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ReplyDeleteThrashers fries
ReplyDeleteA scent worn by a decades ago girlfriend brought it all back a few weeks ago in a store.
ReplyDeleteIn 32 years, maybe twice I have caught the scent of the perfume my very first girlfriend wore when we were 15. Mind then flashes back, great memories.
ReplyDeleteThe smell of the woods or a marsh in the fall, hunting with my father.
ReplyDeleteThe smell of blood brings back some bad memories.
ReplyDeleteThe smell of weed makes me think of my grandmother frying chicken. Oddly the smell of fried chicken makes me think of the skipjack races. I welcome your thoughts.
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DeleteThe smell of an old outboard motor running
ReplyDeleteDays of growing up on the bay
Now that I am in Depends I am often reminded of my infancy .
ReplyDeleteThe smell of roses always reminds me of the day in 1974 when I put a yellow rose in my moms hands the day she was buried.
ReplyDeleteThe smell of old bay when visiting downtown Baltimore when McCormick was still there. Just remwmbering this and I am transported back to downtown balto in my mind. Wouldnt go there today for all the tea in China
ReplyDeleteFinger paint
ReplyDelete8:37 am - How did you get their legs apart?
ReplyDeleteA certain air freshener reminds me of my grandmother's bathroom!
ReplyDeleteCome back again 11:58 ..Light Another Joint ...lol
ReplyDeleteThe smell of Half & Half pipe tobacco in a corn cob pipe and the smell of soy bean chaff mixed with fragrant Autumn smells as my father harvested Soy Beans with a open International Harvester combine and I rode along with him as a boy.
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