In The Way Back Then

Seven years ago, I went back to Canada after forty-two years. I walked down a road to show my wife where I used to live. The road was built on rolling hills and as I came over one, I knew instantly where I was. Things had changed in those forty-two years, some would say it was unrecognisable from what I used to know, but as soon as I started down the hill things came back like yesterday. It was as if I had never been away. Memories of my childhood instantly sprang to mind. I found myself seeing things not as the now, but there were changes from the way back then. The memory flashes brought a smile to my face as I could visualise all the friends I knew then, the funny incidents that over my life in the way back then. All too soon, time has a way of taking things back and my memory reclined them to the back door of my mind. 30 April 2008