As Mary Hopkin once sang.....

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end...

We all have our great memories, some were happy and some were sad, but they all made us stronger. It's nice to sit with old friends and family and reminisce on our past. Until my father in law's death, he and I had many such sessions. Some times they were repeated but often he'd remember something new to me from his younger days. Stories like he being one of the only ones that knew how to drive, and how he using a donated Model T drove people to the Doctor or the local priest to the different communities up and down the bayous to say mass. I miss his stories.
"gene"