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The Old Lady in Black

margo31 Wrote: May 27, 2012 1:03 AM
What a beautiful memoir! Thank you very much. You captured my parent's era for me to see.

The most vivid memories aren't those carved in stone but the ones etched in the mind. Memory deepens with the years, the way a river carves through rock, slowly creating canyons, revealing old layers, unveiling pain you'd kept decently covered before, bringing it all back.

Sometimes the river cannot be contained and will overflow its banks. You feel the emotions swelling. Maybe on an anniversary, or when you hear a certain song, or for no discernible reason at all. And it all comes back, the joy and anguish of the past cresting in your mind.

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On this Memorial Day...

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