I Remember

I remember breathing the air that got getting trapped under the steps of those aluminum and plastic ladders in the neighborhood pool - it actually worked.

I remember going on family vacations in a blue and silver Ford Aerostar. This vehicle actually holds several memories for me. One time while waiting in a parking lot for my father to return to the car, we honked the horn to scare him when he walked in front of the vehicle - he was furious. This was also the vehicle I retreated to in my parents garage the day my hampster died. I also remember my parents taking us to the playground in this car and getting in a fender bender. The force of the collision toppled my sisters car seat with her in it. The seat belt held onto the seat but left my sister dangling over the well where the sliding side-door was.

I remember how my dog Chatka growled when touched on the head yet loved being scratched under her neck.