Time Past and Still

July 4, 2018

What do you call the feeling and/or memory of a place or time where you remember it and enjoyed it but haven't done it in a long time and never will again but remember it like it was last weekend? I remember watching the Twilight Zone marathons with my uncle in between him grilling burgers for the family. I remember my father grabbing my mother and I and hiding us behind a table to protect us when my cousins would set off illegal fireworks. I remember my aunts favorite dessert being made in the kitchen and taken out to the rest of the family. The rooter floats in the red cups and the apricot pie. I remember my grandmothers birthday being celebrated in a beautiful location and a boat ride to Catalina Island with my friend. The Charlie Chaplin Room we stayed in. But those days when I was young and looking at the stars with the family and thinking that we just saw a flying saucer and us all wearing red, white and blue was a time I will always remember. My aunt taking out the flags and putting them around the fence and electronic torches she got that would light up and a fan would make the small piece of cloth wave while in the red light. I remember going to work at the country club and having the hose on the giant water slide. Then sitting with my family and not eating because my teeth hurt so bad from earlier that day when bleached them. To this day I still have some objects and pictures to remember me of those days I will never see again. People have left and people have came and it will never be the same and we call it Independence Day.