Those special firsts
By Timothy H. Kepple
It’s hard to forget your first. Big or small, old and used, or new and … new - like many people, my first vehicle holds a special place in my memories. Painful memories. But like a sharp stone, the river of time has worn off the rough edges of those memories, leaving nothing but the rounded curves of nostalgia, and the bitter aftertaste of the vomit that metaphor just induced.
( Read more... )Those special firsts
By Timothy H. Kepple
It’s hard to forget your first. Big or small, old and used, or new and … new - like many people, my first vehicle holds a special place in my memories. Painful memories. But like a sharp stone, the river of time has worn off the rough edges of those memories, leaving nothing but the rounded curves of nostalgia, and the bitter aftertaste of the vomit that metaphor just induced.
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