I Remember

I remember the first time I got flouride at the dentist. The flouride tased so good, I swollowed a ton of it. On the way home I projectile vomited all over the back of my dad’s seat, after that I was ok though.

I remember my final moments with my grandfather while he was still living. No longer could he speak coherently but he could walk around. His shoe was irritating him so I helped him adjust it. The other day I wondered if I should have taken advantage of that moment and told him I loved him. It’s incredibly hard to believe he’s gone.

I remember visiting the Air & Space museum in D.C. as a boy. I’ll always associate the smell of museums with space capsules.