A Place For Random Memories

Lawrence00

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If you have a random memory, feel free to post. I will. Many of my memories arrive through association. Others just jump out of nowhere.

I was just washing a bowl.

Johnny Quest!

Do not remember how many years ago that pair of words scrolled through my brain.

Just asked the internet about the dog ... Bandit.
 

Johnny Quest!

Do not remember how many years ago that pair of words scrolled through my brain.

I loved Jonny Quest! If I remember correctly, it ran on Sunday nights from 1964 to 1965, following Lawrence Welk. The series did well with critics and fetched pretty high ratings, but there were only 26 episodes. Hanna-Barbera ultimately pulled the plug on the series because it was just too expensive to make.

Lawrence, if you want to climb into the Way Back Machine, you can do it here. Save me a seat, will ya? 😊

Jonny Quest (1964-1965) Complete UNCUT TV Series - 1080p Bluray : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive
 
Some smells or aromas will evoke a memory from me among other things.

Whenever I smell a certain pleasant smell I think of my grandparents house from long ago. It's a warm, cozy feeling I get. Makes me long for some of Grandma's crepes or noodles and cabbage!
 

Love this thread idea! Okay, first thing that came to mind was school since it's that time of year. Always started the day after Labor Day and it was a sad, sad day for li'l Katie because it meant no more daily bike rides that lasted for hours and miles long walks with my bestie.

It also meant the drill that happened during the first week back which was jumping out of the emergency door in back of the bus... how I hated that and the thought of doing it made me physically sick.
 
County fair / carnival food smells. Cotton Candy.
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Yuri Gagarin visits Manchester

The young Cosmonaught who completed the first successful crewed spaceflight visited Manchester, passing through Wythenshawe .

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Near to 'Ringway' (later, Manchester International) Airport, he was driven at a slowish pace passed me - and others in his open top car waving to many that lined the route.

"Gagarin visited the United Kingdom three months after the Vostok 1 mission. While in Manchester, despite heavy rain, he refused an umbrella, insisted that the roof of the convertible car he was riding in remain open, and stood so the cheering crowds could see him"
  • The memory (though vague) remains of a time; even through the 'Cold war', when there was a light of hope at the end of the tunnel.
 
Speaking of smells. …. Gramps’ large barn on the family farm in Ohio, with the hay lofts and cow stalls for milking.
That barn had a lot of character! … and a large silo off to the pasture fields side.

My dad and grandfather built barns and silos. I didn't even know that until my older brother did a podcast for a local historical society. I knew of the many houses they built but wish I could have asked how did you build a silo when you did everything by hand? Its a mystery.
 
Talking to my dog Marley during one of my walks. After dinner, I found myself passing our local playing field for the school children, and I blurted out loud, "look, Marley, they are just finishing up their soccer game." It nearly took my breath away, realizing that she wasn't there, and I was talking to myself. But no one seemed to notice, or if they did, just passed it off as some ditzy old lady babble.

Every time I take a walk on these very warm and lovely September days, I cannot help but think of that dog. She was one in a million.
 
There was the other thread about TV shows that my parents liked and for some strange reason the TV show Cannon popped into my head. I had forgotten all about it. I'm not even sure if my parents watched it but I did. It never was a favorite but I even recalled the theme song. It's scary what is stored in the back of my mind............................

 
SCHOOL:

The smell of school in the fall.....floor wax, how the steam radiators would stink when they were first turned on, school paste, the lingering hint of vomit from last year and the rubber sawdust-like stuff the janitors would throw down when the new round of throwing-up would begin. Worrying about whether you were going to get crabby old Mrs. Smith or that nice new young teacher, Miss Jones for your home-room teacher.

Sniffing the pages fresh off the mimeograph machine (I really think you could get high off those...LOL), the inky smell of new books, the mustiness of the gym in the basement, oh-no! stewed-tomatoes-again-in-the-school-cafeteria, new shoes just-a-little-too-big-so-you-could-grow-into-them, a new coat with sleeves a bit too long or last-year's coat with the sleeves a bit too short.

Looking forward to the big Halloween fair at school, which was a really, really big deal.
 
I must have weird olfactory nerves. I love to smell diesel fumes, especially from buses. I like to smell a road after its first been tarred. I love the smell of the insides of Lowes, Menards, and Home Depot.
No, you're ok.I've always loved those smells..

When I was little ( 2 or 3 years old ), the UK was just rebuilding it'self after WW2.. and we moved into a brand new flat... but the roads and gardens were still concrete and clay.... so when they started tarmaccing the road.. I loved the smell so much i would sit down on the kerb, and get Tar all over my clothes, much to my mother's horror...

I also love the smell of new magazines... I don't know what oil they use but I love that smell. Most magazines today don't have that... except for expensive magazines
 
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