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NOSTALGIA SITES Do you belong to any of those nostalgia sites, where people post photos from back in the day? I belong to 4 of them...One of them is from my childhood home in Norway and 3 from here in BC. Most of the time it's ho-hum.....photos and memories that I don't really relate to.....Then sometimes, something really hits home.....like the film of a parade from the 50's ...and there, a close-up of my dear departed brother playing the trumpet in his school band as a 12 year-old.....Wearing his band-uniform, his round red cheeks blowing his golden trumpet for all he's worth....and I burst into tears and laughter simultaneously.......as I realize that there is no one in the world to share it with...... There are many memories from one site......My senior high basketball team winning the championship....lots of people to share that with......all those wonderful people I have lost touch with......who I now encounter as grandparents....... There was one old guy......A still robust and handsome man....I recognize his name.....His parents were friends with my parents....I looked through his public photos.......he looks like he works hard and plays hard....I once had great affection for this man......And then, suddenly his living face bursts through my memories..half a century later....it's that grin....he still has the same grin.....the one that got him forgiveness for his outrageous mischief every time.....The grin that even his father could not resist when he was lecturing him on his bad behaviour......He got in more trouble and more often than anyone else and was universally beloved.......I look at a photo of him with his 2 beautiful adult daughters and they look at him the same way.....angry and melting simultaneously. What a talent....He remains the sweetest, kindest, friendliest asshole anyone ever met. |
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Yes, in a way I do. On face book, there is a group called Remembering ...... , my home town. Occasionally there are pictures, but often it someone posting asking if others remember such and such. Many times, other commenters and I have "reconnected" through those posts. Not that we are active in each others lives now, but just for that few moments, there is a flash, a feeling, of connection and nostalgia. Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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I go on the 2 sites of the towns I lived in for long periods. One in central Illinois and one in southern Indiana.
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