Do you ever see, hear, touch or smell something and out of the blue it makes you recall something? I seem to do that all the time. I'm not sure whether its because I'm getting older and therefore have more memories or if I'm just susceptible to good memories.
Two sounds that get me always have squeaks. One is footsteps in the snow at night. The snow does that wonderful crunching, squeaking sound and I'm right back on the dark streets of my hometown, walking to the library at night or walking home from a babysitting job very late. The other is the squeak of basketball shoes on thecourt. See, there I am, either sitting in the middle of the pep squad or way up in the corner in the Pep Band, playing "On to Victory!" On some occasions, I'm out on the gym floor, marching in the band, remembering which way to go and when in order to spell out "Trojans!"
Drinking a Pepsi always reminds me of my childhood, especially the family reunions on the Engle side. One of Mom's brothers-in-law had the Pepsi distribution hub with his family. We were all loyal to Pepsi back then, and guess who always provided soft drinks for the family reunions. Yup.
Hearing a big bass drum, I'm automatically a little girl with all her cousins following Grandpa around the barnyard in a parade for the Singleton family reunion. Later, the fife (my dad) and drum corps (Grandpa and Uncle Herby) will play.
What takes you back to your childhood?