Memories are threads in the fabric of life! When you pull up a memory you find it is connected to a host of other memories. Perhaps because I just finished writing my memoirs I am especially aware of this.
I recently had an extended conversation with some men at the church my wife is serving part time. They have a rural and agricultural background and they probed my background in agriculture with a few starter questions. As I began to respond with childhood and other memories of growing up on a fruit farm I discovered one thing kept rolling into another. Each recollection prompted another memory and so on. I probably rambled on for 10 minutes or so. I did pause frequently to see if their eyes were glazing over. However, they were kind enough to keep encouraging me.
In my senior years, I try not to dwell too much on the past. However, if folks are interested in a bit of oral history I am pleased to oblige. I try not to repeat myself with my wife. She is good about giving me gentle reminders when I stray into repetition.
As we live our lives, what a fabric of a life we weave. Since this blog is primarily directed to geezer skiers, I must emphasize when I get together with my contemporary skier group, I notice that one ski memory will also prompt past related experiences. It must be that we are all are wired that way.