If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or bad. When you're finished (standard free-will addendum: IF YOU WANT), post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.
I stole this idea from my sister who stole it from someone else, in true meme fashion.
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Memories of you...I remember seeing you lift free weights in your bedroom in the house on Rainbow Drive in FWB.
I remember receiving a beautiful inlaid wood jewelry box for a wedding gift...a wedding that never happened but a gift that still sits on my dresser today.
I remember you offering Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus to me when I had trouble in my marriage, and how much it helped. Helped me, anyway, if not the marriage.
I remember you and Nancy, at night, on the track. She made you throw-up.
Good Times.
Where have you been, Shawn?
Cheers,
Orie
Um.
Make that "where have you been SEAN."
A thousand pardons.
O.
Memories of you ... your sly sideward glance that errupts into a slow laugh.
The day you asked me to marry you when we were in the art gallery in Springfield.
Your enthusiasm for new things ... right before Christmas gifts, your birthday, trying new unusual foods and more.
After two extremely heat intensive hours at the campground, you driving straight through to Niagara Falls and letting me sleep.
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