Triggered Memories

It always amazes me what triggers our memories, how looking at something can take you back 20+ years to a time when thoughts were filled with innocence and ignorance.

When I was eight I had a poster collection; most of the kids in my area did. This was before the poster books, so when they would arrive at the home we would all scramble to get our very own. My dad worked the PPC for our area and would always manage to get his hands on the ones I missed or the ones our home didn’t order. So I had a sizable collection. This here was my favorite.

I had no idea what it said but I loved the picture, it looked so full of action and excitement. I remember thinking, that I liked how the man in the foreground was so muscular, he looked so strong. Since I was a skinny kid, I figured it must be because he was dark skinned, it made me want to be dark so I could be strong. LOL! Oh, how we learn and grow.

So I saw this poster on the GP site the other day and I couldn’t remember the last time I had seen it, it was so long ago. But I definitely remembered the first. Much like the memories surrounding this poster, I can remember the way many things in my life began, but can’t remember how they ended.

Jesus, Thank you for the memories I have!