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I really loved this school. The friends and the teachers I had. All such great people. None the less, field trips were so fun. Our class was taken to a national forest one year. Now I was always playing in the forest near my house at the time. But my teacher brought so many more things to my attention. This was the first time I’d been told you needed to be careful about the water you drink in the wild. From then on I grew to have a greater appreciation towards nature. And since then I have always loved the outdoors with a better understanding each time I visit with Nature. My parents and my teacher Mrs. Rush. - Erik Anthony Hinojose My sister and I, who are only 18 months apart, sometime in upper elementary school in the guest room of our house. My grandmother had just gifted us MP3 Players and we were ecstatic. We ran around pretending they were phones. We “called” each other and held a telephone conversation through the MP3 players while we stood on opposite sides of the room. Us, trying desperately to be and act grown up and mature, not realizing that those were the days of bliss and simplicity. The days of childhood fun, now memories to bring a grin, as I am older. PS. Mine was blue and hers was red. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671061877720-LOVXY6QBHPDUP99XD4DS/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: When my baby brother was born. <3 I found my soulmate in 2017. We were not on the same page, and a misunderstanding pulled us apart. We never had the chance to fully love. I still think about her. She’s in love now. That truly makes me happy. My soulmate is not mine to claim, but to have met and loved in a way that taught us both what love means. She has her now. I have me. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076109524-3M8LPT7Q6HS0DQPXXSXW/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0001.jpg memories Sitting on bar stools surrounding a Hibachi Stove in Beni hana, a sushi restaurant on W 46th st in NYC. It is 1968, Peter and I are enjoying a Sapporo as https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671061878423-61H9C9LXIFGR5FX2MF89/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy+4.jpg memories From Left to Right: My 10th birthday = Barbie Doll cake, Barbie wedding dress (handmade) and Barbie sports car. The sand dunes every summer at Silver Lake. My kitty Cleo. Riding my bike to our new house. Getting hired at Kenny the Printer. Wyatt and William being born. Caring for my mama her last 6 months. Sunsets in Valley Center. Robert’s Cottages. Costa Rica. Hawaii. Mocha. My husband. <3 My dog Sadie eating my chicken starts from Cars J. I was so excited to eat them…Go’s to show you be careful where you put your food. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076109446-OZ1ZSAZBNJLTK47UN9GV/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0002.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671061878424-4FYVMKHH6WQQG4A2FO4J/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy+5.jpg memories From Left to Right: The first day moved out & on my own. “light as air.” The first time I got butterflies was on the bus on the way to a band competition, I was falling asleep and the boy who was sitting next to me thought I would be cold so he asked someone for a sweater to put over me and that boy is now my bf ☺ 3 years strong https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671062913488-XV37NDNR4KS1BCXDXPP5/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: One of my 1st memories was being was spending time and hiking with my family. Marilying Dixon My proudest moment as a parent seeing both children grow up into wonderful adults. Love, Mom (Marilyn) https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671062918805-KO3TCTRQXGCLURKJXPY9/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0002+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: One of my most beautiful memories is when I became a Grandmother for the first time. I planned to wait in the waiting room of the hospital & as I sat waiting patiently a nurse suddenly asked that I come with her—ushering me into the maternity birthing room where my daughter-in-law was in labor! With my son as her coach! - this was highly unusual-what was wrong? I was asked to sit next to my son’s wife & take over her phone to give a special description of the birth to her mother who was also a first-time grandmother. But her mother and father were still in Indiana & could not get here in time for this exciting moment in all of our lives. Soon our little miracle arrived on November 25, 1996!- with a little cry she arrived – so beautiful – and we all cried and a special deep bond with my grandchild came to life the moment she was born – she feels it also – and now – 24 years later, this bond has not diminished. Thank you God! I am grateful. Mary T. In late January I was standing in the big bay window of our apartment in Florence. It was on the 4th floor, and the stairs we had to climb were awful. That night I was up past midnight, and when I opened the shutters to the gentle Florence breeze soft music could be heard playing from across the grand market. It was just beginning to drizzle and the gauzy curtains were moving gently. My best friend was sleeping in the room next to mine. I’ve never felt so present in the world…so serene. Every day I want to go back. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671062922017-M6BEPRXW017U7KWKUAZ8/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0002+copy+4.jpg memories From Left to Right: He sat in front of me at the start of second semester. None of us got along. Two days later we talked and a month later we talked too much. He gave me his right air pod every day. I think I loved him. Our teacher moved him because we were being to(o) loud Em. C January 2020 my best friend and I travelled to Europe together. We started off in London staying near St. James Park. We saw so much and one evening visited Trafalgar Square. The atmosphere was busy yet peaceful. As we leaned on a short wall overlooking the fountains, we remained silent admiring the fountains, the lights, street art/artist, ad I felt completely at peace. My friend recorded a small video and when she points the camera I want to make a silly face but instead give a small smile. That is probably my favorite video of our trip. Also Big Ben was sadly under construction and my friend told me about Little Ben. We did not end up going, but I constantly think about how Baby Ben sounds better and that we missed the opportunity to see Baby Ben. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671062930777-O8GQB99WWTV08OYO2W4N/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0002+copy+8.jpg memories From Left to Right: My best memory was of enduring my third baby delivery. It was a beautiful, painful memory-the difficult birth of our own third child. I was not unaccustomed to childbirth, as this was our third child. However, as usual, she had problems with directions and came out feet first-one at a time. This was a slow, painful awkward delivery, but well worth it. However, to this day, she isn’t aware of the circumstances of her birth. Nor do I want her to know about it, as she’d feel guilty. And I want her to know she’s been a fine, worthwhile, thoughtful child. Claudette I remember my trips to Catalina on my 40ft yacht. Most difficult moment as a parent. Beautiful and painful. Adopting 2 older children & taking them into our home & into our life. They were 5 & 7. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076110571-IFPN2WXL945RS14ZBMBZ/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0003.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671062933697-GNB4Z6LHWRJWYW450YZV/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0002+copy+9.jpg memories From Left to Right: I remember having my older sister tape me while I sang a song that I made myself. The lyrics were “Jitty Octobers, LaLa, Jitty Octobers La LaLa, Jitty Octobers LaLa, my mom makes the best cakes I’ve ever had and I <3 Mom and Dad. Yeah! A beautiful memory…sitting with my husband at sunset on the beach with my dear sweet husband of 36 years. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671067744683-J8BOPV80D1JETB5L7RU4/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0003+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: My favorite place to go and think is to go up onto a mountain that overlooks a valley or ocean and when I reach the top…oh and by the way, I like to bring my dog Midget who is a chihuahua and loves to go on hikes and walks with me. When we finally make it on top of Conejo Mountain I like to sit and just look out over towards the coast and then look towards the inland valley and just thinking and talking out loud, and also be alone with Midget. Ryan S. Rose My most beautiful memory is being able to spend time with my family & enjoying each other’s company. (Rhonda Russ, Ruess?) https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671067745245-EBV2F5GK56CSROAKXQ1S/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0003+copy+6.jpg memories From Left to Right: My most beautiful memorie was when my dadie(?)Paul Quintion Cyrus came home from the war. My mom had to work for long time at a dept. store an my grandma would have to take care of me and my little sister Yvonne. I was named after my daddy and was so happy when he came back home. Pauline Cyrus When American army soldiers came to South Korea to protect from No. Korea communist soldiers. We were very grateful of them helping us from our enemy. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076110641-ZXKOLZ7AI8OSMT8PQK21/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0004.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671067845486-OSE3F89W462TXQIBPROH/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0003+copy7.jpg memories From Left to Right: My proudest moment as a parent is seeing my children be successful and watching them raise their own children. Maire vecodin Seeing my family become American citizens https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671067745449-9VEEFN2K7DNLCUIOMPWV/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0003+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: when bails and ry peed on the floor -BRE I stuffed the duck into my snow suit pocket leaving its head poked out. Entered the theater -sat through 2 Frankenstein films back to back, petting the duck…<3 Arrived home near dark. Survived the obstacles from parents. That duck was to become my first real childhood friend. It lived 110 (?) old barn – outside tho, I was always with it. “Waddles” I named it. Followed me, only me everywhere!!! <3 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671067746104-GGN2PTJ0WWWX5DNSCVLE/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0003.jpg memories From Left to Right: My favorite teacher growing up was Sr. Basil because she was deaf. I had a very pleasant time when I left home and joined a pleasant time at Stanford when I went to college for my higher education. My folks had a very pleasant life and we often traveled together away from home. (Bea) https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076111795-MT76Z8HWZDFJ60I5OSRQ/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0005.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068052766-2I2LJ1QSSGIPZWTRCVXQ/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0004+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: A memory of sleeping in my parents bed for a year without my mother present. She slept in my room. My father was cool. No problem. A memory that I rember is losing my puppy. How I lost him is with a car because my dad was going to wash the clothes. Then he got out. He was still until 2 dogs past and he went to them. Then this truck past and ran over him but he was ok. Then he lost his eye sight. So we had to put him to sleep. ☹ https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068052805-P1UNV2P9WXLVCMW93XE6/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0004+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: One Christmas morning I was an adolescent I came downstairs from my Canoga Park home to see the tree and all its trimmings. When the others arrived I ws chosen to play “Santa” to read the name tags on all the presents. I will remember forever. One Christmas order at Jack-In-the Box – 32 Boxes (?) Jacks and 12 Tacos + drinks. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068054238-OWMQIGDRMYDUA4T02DU1/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0004+copy+4.jpg memories From Left to Right: Meeting my husband will always be a favorite memory of mine; I was a cashier and he a customer. Who knew that almost 5 years later, we’d have a beautiful little girl and be married <3 my heart is full and complete; our wedding was small and intimate, just like us. Can’t wait to tell our grandkids & great grandkids that we got married during a pandemic (: A place I like to go to get my mind off of things is the beach. The sound of the waves & the smell of the sea relaxes my mind. It gives me time to get in my thoughts & really think about heavy decisions. Being alone is my favorite thing to do to gather thoughts away from the real world. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076111850-5GMOY1AJ4TMSYKJ2AKZH/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0006.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068054484-FLC4LOCNSMWE73N47UTU/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0004+copy+5.jpg memories From Left to Right: Fargo, ND. Smelled like the sugar beet processing plant when I was growing up there. Some days the whole town smelled sweet. But other days, there was a strange stench in the air. I’ve never figured out what the plant was doing on the stinky days. Funniest memory: The day my daughter who was sitting in her car seat in the back of the car. She was around 3 years old. We were talking and her dad was driving. All of a sudden he gets cut off by car and he drops the MF word. My daughter repeated that word twice made us laugh so hard. Couldn’t believe out of all the words she decide to practice that one. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068055110-18ZP1MNAF50N7H7KE7CD/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0004+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: I remember so many of the mean girls: Maria, Beth, Peggy, Nina, Dana, LeAnne, Sylvia. Different schools, but all the same. One of my fondest memories is of my dear father sitting at the kitchen table with me every evening and helping me with my spelling and math homework. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068704330-LVZP66HM5QJAU8Z41RBO/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0006+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: My grandma breeds dogs. I was six years old in 2012. I looked into the “dog room” one morning and locked eyes with a new puppy that I didn’t recognize. I think in that moment I knew I would love him-he’s still with me in 2021. Look for the beautiful things that the creator has made. You will never be disappointed and amazed. (pic of flower) https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076112738-AJENXVXHPV0T00EYVKLO/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0007.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068057935-01OL36O562H58TYJNU1A/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0005+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: My favorite memory – one of many – is this one I am creating reminding You that you are special and loved! My favorite memories are with my granddaughter. Watching her grow into the beautiful person she has become warms my heart and fills it with joy. We have the best time together & I love her too too muchy. L. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068704869-N1EJI3BR3XLPZAHBD5GR/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0006+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: I remember sitting on the beach in Hawaii with my family watching the sunset and I started crying. My Dad asked what was wrong and I said “It’s just so pretty.” In that moment I felt so free and happy. It is one of my happiest memories. It was the most perfect moment. My 20th-century, pre-911 life was filled with hope and possibility and permission to disconnect even momentarily from the larger forces that permeate every aspect now. A half-open window at Grandma’s house in Kansas with humid summer air and the scent of grass- so sweet- the distant sound of trains – the fresh soap smell of crisp sheets and my feeling of loving security: the backdrop to the shattering events that came after. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068059431-ZM5BUVWU6U4IPHSGLWGI/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0005+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: I saw a homeless man share his meal with his dog. I thought that was nice. Memory 8.7.21 Random beauty passing by sweet walks along the tide Of nostalgia. With my bearby. TKSY https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076112776-KTBFQA8VAD2PPFH0CDAE/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0008.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068060298-AXFFHHO9UQENSS98E6YV/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0005+copy+4.jpg memories From Left to Right: A romantic movie. Location France. A letter to the editor. Location France. A dream vacation. Location France. An artist and two tourists meet. Location France. A painting. Location France. Memories of a month in Saigon. Remembered in California. Sitting next to a boy in 8th grade science who had his sketchbook out. He was drawing Megaman. I gulped down my anxiety and told him it was a cool drawing. He said thanks, and started chatting with me. ------------------------- These 3 moments changed my life forever. I am entering my junior year of h.s. with so many wonderful friends who love me as much as I love them. I have made so many amazing memories with them over the years. With each passing day I fall a little more in love with all of them. If any of them are reading this right now, I want you to know I love you all with all my heart. <3 <3 <3 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068060720-UNX8DJFQ4ISTC7JSGUFV/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0005+copy+5.jpg memories From Left to Right: My most beautiful memories are those with Zoe/Gear. Every moment spent together was full of love, peace, and happiness…when we had our falling out …it left me helpless. Scared to love again. But I am healing! And I am once more my true self…thank you Zoe <3 I like to be anywhere where I can be under the gaze of my mother. The moon (picture of sliver moon and heart). laughing and talking with my friends in my backyard; roasting marshmallows and listening to music on a cool summer night. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068706678-T56XF82E0YIRJ8I4XR9U/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0007+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: A memory I have had with my dog Troy when we first got him I would feed him goldfish he was such a good boy I am always amazed at how things people have said years ago still pop up in my mind. I also notice song fragments that are so sticky I can’t get rid of them. But I realized just recently that my talent for remembering sounds is what makes me a poly-linguist. Linda https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076113636-UE0N59N88CMKIXAOP046/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0009.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068707308-91KQQXMU4LQ6BX7NR4RP/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0007+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: My aunt did not believe that my friend and I, on purpose, leaned over and fell of(f) the horses we were riding on into a pile of hay. We were traveling down hill and the horse wanted to catch up with his partner, and Mary could not slow him down. Fortunately, we were riding bareback. I remember when I was 6 years old and I visited Florida. It was strange because one thing that I remember is arguing with my parents about a cup, I wish I knew why. It made me so much closer for my brother and later helped me go on “adventures” with him and discover places that I love. One of those places is in the mountain and it is a (sewer??) which seems strange, but it is one of the places where I find peace. It’s an (xxx???) beauty and I’d do anything to feel what I felt when I visited it for the first time. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068711581-CNK67K7CKHXCY005SU9T/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0009+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: One of my fondest memories-having a cow as a pet while growing up in Chile. Her name was Florinda! At 14, I was diagnosed with cancer. I remember being 14, going through 8 rounds of chemo. I remember not thinking I would make it to 18. I am now 20 years old, living with my incredible boyfriend, have an awesome mustang named Derek, and I even found my passion: music. I now remember to live each and every day like it’s my last. <3 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068711761-BH9MZCTLBHDMXKIYSIGP/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0009+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: my memory going home to simi valley after binge eating w/ my ex-bf in dtla (drawn picture) I remember piling all my clothes in the corner as we grabbed our mattresses and dragged them down through the field. I remember the cold night breeze and the flowers dancing in the wind. The mattress was heavy but I remember running right to the waters edge. I made my bed out there in the field and you made your bed right next to mine. The water was quiet and still, so still I could see a perfect reflection of the stars. And those stars were bright. So bright I could see them with my eyes closed. It was you and me and everyone else had disappeared. I remember the silence and how comfortable it felt. And then you were gone but i wasn’t alone. The trees were there and the wind was there. The water was there and the stars were there and without you…I was okay. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076113814-GKBJHAFY5G88FY2JPVQW/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0010.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068713359-CZKP603JZ6XLU1MXH1RW/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0010+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: The first time I saw him he was walking back to his pew after taking communion. I thought, “He’s a handsome man!” And then I saw his wedding ring and knew it was not to be. Sadly a few years later he lost his wife to cancer and he became a handsome grieving man. I would say “Peace to you” on Sunday’s and one Sunday a year or so later I noticed his ring finger was without the symbol of his earthly love. I asked if I could sit next to him. He said yes and we began to make memories of our new found friendship. We were young and silly and kissed as a joke. The kiss rocked us in ways we didn’t expect. I crossed the pond to see you two more times and we found ourselves wrapped around eachother in your bed. Back home I sunk into the smell of you-silk cut cigarettes and wished an ocean didn’t separate us. What could have been if we’d chosen to be sensible? I’m not the world traveler I’d like to be yet, but I’ve been to so many places in my mind. It doesn’t happen every night but when it does I’m wisked away to some place I’ve never been or even seen. Complete fantasy worlds that pull inspiration from my life. It is the greatest gift I could have. And on each occasion when it happens I pull inspiration from them as well. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068714071-QH9QRN08BJH1AL4BSERA/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0010+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: My favorite teacher was Jim Harlow in 11th grade English. He always made sure I stayed on the right track. He’s a part of the reason I went to college & got my Master’s. He changed my life. It was a Saturday night and our third show. Right as act 1 ended. I’m standing off to the side of the stage with my friend. We’re singing ensemble parts and Gomez holds up the Chalice. He puts it down and Pugsley steals the chalice. He sings but the actor has a panicked look on her face. The chalice cracked. The show must go on. When Pugsley was done singing and “poured” the poisin in, she cradled the chalice and put it back on the table. I burst out laughing as everyone realizes the chalice broke and it had to be passed around. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068715416-ATP0VPXZV3HX8203DXMF/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0011+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: How can I be asked of home when I still don’t know what that is. Torn between two houses…neither felt like home. One place did get close. The place where I could find a semblance of silence. I found my home where no walls existed. It was an unstable place that held familiarity with its ability to shift and bend to the nature around it. My home takes in rough and broken things returning it as a treasure. My home is the ocean. Where I first fell in love with myself. I began my life as an art major in New York. When my children were 11 and 13 my job moved me to California. My kids found it difficult but now say it was the best thing they did to change their lives. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068716027-941OGNGC5QNH7D4K59KA/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0011+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: There have been only a handful of significant moments in my life and those include moments that have filled my heart to the extremes and made my emotions overflow. One day I was worshipping in church and felt very strong presences around me. I recognized them to be my family members who had past on. I couldn’t help but to cry as I felt them surround me. Part of me, for some reason, always felt like it was my fault for their passing but I believe they came to let me know that was not true. Ever since then I have loved deeply and rooted my beliefs in my religion, because there was no way that what I felt was only coincidental, it was real. mark was on the toilet resting sitting with the door open. I came in to see what was wrong. He could barely talk and was blanched in appearance. I went out and fetched my mother who was in the back yard gardening. She unceremoniously with her long nails removed a marble of glass from my brother’s throat. Saved. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068716224-4EJM0SB6G8U8CG0XTUHJ/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0011+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: My most beautiful memory is my marriage to my husband Ralph, who I shared a wonderful life with. Marie Vecchi My favorite recent memory is going through these cards and appreciating the different experiences we go through individually as humans. As someone going through so much I appreciate the realization 2021 ☺ https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076114530-FDJEOAG556WZDSAKO1C4/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0011.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068717169-58PMXE3F82R02MVOABZD/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0012+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: Be kind to everyone. (drawn red and purple heart) One summer I went on a retreat with my church’s youth group. One evening there was a night competition at the lake. I was sitting in between my youth leader & his wife. His wife turned to me at one point as we were talking and laughing-generally having a good time. She told me that I was like a son to her & her husband. It made me feel so loved & cared for. A summer rain came through and we hurried into one of the indoor ampitheatres where I sat in between them again- feeling such an incredible sense of belonging & love. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076114724-FD7YX449PYAVOX50EUQ4/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0012.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068717773-BEQB01N6J298YAHT38DQ/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0012+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: Arnav when my uncle came and we went to this mall. 5/22/21 My first grade teacher taught me how to write neatly a little over fifty years ago. I still give her all the credit whenever I get a compliment on my penmanship. I also remember bringing my new wallet to school one day & I ahd the I.D. card filled out…she just smiled when I told her I could show it to her in case she forgot who I was. <3 My favorite teacher: Miss Arbiter https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068717810-Q2CXCXUPQUAFKB04MQ0I/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0012+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: My proudest moment as a parent was seeing my children have a family of their own. Rhonda Ruess When I was young and received my driver’s license I was so happy and proud to take my grandmother dress shopping https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068718724-K282VVYMOMXBCUBLFFUW/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0013+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: My most beautiful memory is sitting around the campfire at Carpinteria Beach. Marjorie Weston June 2020 When I finished school. I spent time at the beach with my friends, and basked in my youth…all whilst falling in love. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671068719234-ESO59RWYGKSH7CC0IC22/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0013+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: My friends and I used to make May baskets when we were kids. Woven construction paper with a few little treats inside. Hung them on doorknobs, rang the bell and ran on May 1st. Small normal evening after the same old routine after school comes a snow white little puppy Maggie, sweet as can be although hurt inside https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073642491-2PI81Z93JCSD1RZTQ2DW/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0014+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: Recuerdo cuando nos mudamos a este pais, las ansiedades, los recuerdos los miedos, las comidas incoluibles(?) y las paisayes maravillos; Estados Unidos nos recibio con las manos abiertas (?) y nos adopto(accent) como inmigrantes y viajeros – Eso paso en Febrero 2004 y hoy es 2020… Florencia (accent) When I was about 6 or 7 yrs old. I would walk to the movie theatre 6 blocks away. Mama gave me 15 c for candy. One cold New England Day, bundled up like a sno-man, on my walk, I passed a Pet Shop. The windows were dirty, cob-webs etc. In the window after shop, was a tiny yellow/brown duck. I stopped-animal lover child I was-the small duck came to me, inside the window-altho I couldn’t hear, its mouth was quacking, pleading eyes- “save me.”! Save me! A huge-towering man emerged-he asked me if I liked the ducky- Yes! Yes! He asked me if I had money- How much? He boomed! 15c I said. 10c for movie, 5c for candy. We negotiated-5c for the duck, I can still go to movies. DEAL! He handed me the soft sweet duck, I gave him 5c. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073646078-MJ6SN9TG0ARA81R9W4O6/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0014+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: I remember when I went to the zoo. I saw a flamingo. The best thing in my life. My husband of 13 best years. From the moment we met until I lost him. <3 I can’t wait to be with him. My special man. <3 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076115271-1JD31JOHSHTNKD1HRFHC/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0013.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073674263-PGEVFT83GRD4D81EA2IG/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0015+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: One of my most beautiful memories were the weddings of my daughters, much of which was designed by my wife with the input of my daughters & the total cooperation between all involved. Both weddings were held at different locations with well over 100 guests at each. It’s difficult to realize that they were leaving our beautiful home where they grew up from birth particularly as the Dad. My proudest moments as a parent was seeing my daughter with her husband at their wedding. Marjorie Weston https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073674444-F87Y4TNI6O8WY0QOJGIG/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0015+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: One time, my bird flew away to the neighbor’s house. She was extremely curious of what was outside the house. It was amazing that she flew to our neighbor’s house without ever going there before & she hasn’t flown away since I went to the mall once to return 2 work shirts with my husband, who I’d been fighting with. We returned the shirts and kept walking and found ourselves in an art gallery, standing between hundreds of strangers’ memories. We felt connected to ourselves, to each other. To the entire world. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073676544-PZE04S05FIGXJQV3F8UA/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0016+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: I’m excited that I will be staying in the same school for 8th grade with most of my friends. Even though this year has been a little difficult it was still fun. <3 When my wife 18 yrs ago first laid eyes on me. 18 yrs later as of “Now” she’s still within me I’m writing that Historical Monumental Memory https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076115553-TAWC3KCFAOCI2DGOZOOG/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0014.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073677020-615EGOZS62VM6M64SCCY/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0016+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: I remember silently paddling a kayak across a semi-misty lake with my father on the morning of a hike with my father. Our family was in the Grand Teton National Park. The water was glass, reflecting the partly cloudy sunrise, as the mist was being slowly burned away. I think of this and then I think of watching the life fade away from him as he took his last breath in a hospital bed. I hope our moment together on the lake was one of the final thoughts he had. I know it will be one of mine. This one time in 4th grade, my teacher gave us bagels, and we watched a movie, and my friend brought his own snacks, but still to this day doesn’t admit it. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073677911-24FCHVHNGHAR8NUSZWSG/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0017+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: Hola. Mi hombre es Adriano DL. Yo soy de Mexico y un memoria mia es cuando yo era nina viviamos en ecatepec estado de Mexico y la casa estaba enfrente de las bias del tren y cada que pasaba el tren saliamos a saludar lo con mis hermanos y los cuadros que tienen son bonitos. When I’m at the beach, and the water’s are roaring and the sun is beaming on my back and feet. What a beautiful memory. Love Sindrea B. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073678666-5QJG1QUFND1TZ3H1TF8W/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0017+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: Freedom Came When I Left (picture of house with stick finger person and an arrow to a smiley face) Thanksgiving 2019 <3 Last time family was all together. Before my 2 uncles & grandma died. One last Big Family Thanksgiving before they passed. MOA https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073971332-TJU6LPM8JLHWS5H51E5Y/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0023+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: A memory I have is meeting Katy Perry bc I love her music <3 She was so nice Every moment that I share with my love, my sweetheart, Nelson <3 is a beautiful memory…One specific moment stands out from the rest…I have a lot of anxiety/depression. One evening when we were hanging out, I had a panic attack and felt like my chest was caving in…He held my hand, guided me through a breathing technique and stopped my heart from racing. His calmness, voice and selfless love brings so much true beauty, passion, and peace to my life. Without Nelson, my life would not be as sweet and full of love as it is today and every day I spend next to my love. <3 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073692021-LSHAP8E0OXF9JXUXXKB0/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0022+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: Saturday was grocery shopping day. The cupboards were bare and we all would be scouring the cabinets for snacks. Sweet snacks of course. Making bag lunches on school nights- sandwiches- was there fresh fruit? For Dad and for all of us kids. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076115981-1GRL5ZI9NI9UG0D9CS0D/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0015.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073971362-4Y3H3BG5EPJIYQ162U8Z/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0023+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: A memory I have is waking up @ 4 in the morning & watching the sunrise at the beach with my best friend. Memories are constantly being made…it’s hard to pick one. However I remember when I was 3 and my dad took me to my firstr dance class…so young and I learn (?) dance was for me it bonded us and made us close <3 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076116383-ENCSTULU20PEN8TDHLEB/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0016.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073682916-A7GQF44UI27MHYZJ1LFZ/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0019+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: My Aunt recently passed away from cancer. And she loved ART. More specifically my daughters’ art! She will be missed but I know she is look down over all the beautiful ART here today! July 2014, The first time I saw my mother kiss a man that was not my father. I didn’t know it then but she would negatively impact my family’s life forever. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073683664-I2I4V3S9U0I5UIIM1CLC/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0019+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: I am blessed to have joined the army. Before the army I was doing nothing with my life. Jumping from one job to the next. Never focused working for the money not for the betterment of myself or anyone else. I joined because I needed to grow up. I was doing whatever got repaid.(?) I was lucky I had not done so much that I was completely disqualified but I was close. Now I have been in the army for 15 years. I have grown so much. I am a better person and grateful every day because of it. Now I look towards the future as my retirement gets closer. The experiences I have had the lives I have touched I am grateful to have the ability to help others on the same journey. Voodoo I remember once a guy I was roomates with at the mental hospital shook his ass for me for not even half a bag of chips. I just wanted to write something funny. When I’m sad I think about this and it always makes me laugh. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073972716-05645NE82X5PTAXCS33P/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0024+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: When baut (bought) my sonic backpack. Bradley Schwarz In elementary school in the mountains we played outdoors in the hillsides and rode sleds to school. We were all known to all the parents in town and could never get away with anything. Our town had a small general store where 25 cents could buy enough candy to last a week. It was the perfect place to be a kid! https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073973350-U7IFKFWIHZUHC00VHV0Q/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0024+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: I hold quite a lot of guilt. My childhood I would consider perfect. I’m a straight white man living in California with a loving family and bright future. As I have grown older in a more and more diverse community, I hear echoes of too often told tragedies. Families too religious to reveal sexuality. Being a person of color, underrepresented. I have no singular memory. I hold the memories of those in whom I can hold no experience. These conversations, these moments of humanity…elevated. We rented a 6-person peddling cart to ride down the ventura pathway. Everyone peddled as we made our way to the ice cream shop for a break. The sun hugged us as our ice cream melted. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076116833-OHA97KOBH049F4O8SDSE/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0017.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073684352-C14J4PHWJER7C2CN8NKT/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0020+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: A memory I had was the last time I was able to go to the ocean with my mom. She was sick and it was almost her time but the ocean waves made it seem peaceful. I moved into an apartment in the avenues of downtown Chico, on a cul de sac littered with garbage & stray cats. It was a very painful six months I lived there. At least I adopted one of those stray cats. He was very talkative so I named him general Maow. I fell out of love and in love in those short six months. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073973447-R2QQB9WQ93KWV89MBXCL/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0024+copy+4.jpg memories From Left to Right: I first met my boyfriend on a film set. I was out of place, uncomfortable, and covered in fake blood. He was very sweet and has since become my # 1 person. Kittens being born in our kitchen. Mama Kitty was such a loving mother. We celebrated with ice cream sandwiches. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073684842-GUNHDE730R1Q8JJZLMH7/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0020+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: Art appreciation and exhibits Conejo Valley style have endured catastrophic events. CMATO has continued to express what we experience in our beautiful area. Angela- since 1985 The moment I knew I was in love. I looked at him sitting next to me at the beach, we talked for hours about our pasts, present, & our future together. I held back on telling him the words for months but once they came out, I knew I’d be saying them for the rest of my life…I love ya N. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075555913-Q6H1FUX63MVLIAQ5OL9W/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy+36.jpg memories From Left to Right: a memory involving my closest pet. So I just got a new hamster and unfortunately my cousins came over and dropped him. ..IKR…ARGGG!!! I <3 lil Buzz A memory that will stick with me forever is when my grandpa Susan helped me complete an English project. She walked me through her process for writing poems. It will forever be with me. She was a quirky and beautiful artist. I particularly remember my dog-a dachshund- & the good times we had. He was a great walker including the 2 miles we did every morning. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076117188-GIJFKQRXRNODP91VALRM/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0018.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073686172-GFK8NQTP2YF25RAN49R4/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0021+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: Meeting my husband in May of 2003. I was at my sister’s surprise birthday party at this lounge in San Diego, CA called the Blue Agave. I remember vividly he asked me to say something in one of my native languages (tagalog), and I said “MAHALKITA” which translates to “I love you” in English. Now 18 years later…it is still one of my GREATEST memories. He is my DESTINY… My memory- I met this beautiful girl named P in high school. She was loving and spunky and creative. At the time I didn’t know what I had until I lost it. But she recently entered my life, and all is right with the world. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073974910-EJZHZS91QA5M02VMX0Y4/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0025+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: I felt most strong when I decided to leave one grad program to pursue another grad program in another field. I finally reached my dream <3 of becoming a Registered Dietician I felt strong when my doctors told me I was cancer free. <3 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073975351-W9XQXMORUM773R8S7CWE/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0025+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: A best friend group memory is when a friend of mine *Julia* & I were on a little trip, we had followed all the directions to a t but…we took one wrong turn & suddenly cars only faced us. we went on a one way street…we’re fine though…being teens I guess…had. Julia I wanted to share a memory I share with my dear friend Julia who is turning 19 soon. One of my favorite memories with her is simple, but we were at a hotel in Anaheim, the night before a trip to Disneyland. We got cupcakes and walked around the shops and ended the night at the hotels hot tub where we ate our cakes, stuck our legs in the water and watched the fireworks crash above our head. My hair was up in some haphazard bun, but it was a long day and nothing like that mattered in the moment. I think I dropped a bit of my cupcake in the tub. It was still good though. Happy birthday Julia! Lauren https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073975430-FJTWNT93F5EECYC22XOF/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0025+copy+4.jpg memories From Left to Right: One of my memories is when I got my first fish. My fish was named Bluey and she was blue. I will always love her. <3 <3 <3 I will always remember my 1st time on a Disney Cruise. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073976122-AFLAN6IA84JTMH6797UL/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0025+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: One of my favorite memories was getting my dog Lola at the shelter. <3 There was a time when my mother gave me a small watch. It had been customly made, but as a 5 yr old i never gave much thought to it. I was upset because my mother had given my cousin a princess pen. Silly…I know. I trew (threw) the watch at the floor and yelled that I didn’t like it. But now, whenever i think of it, i wish i would have acted differently. i wish I would have hugged her and said thank you. Inside that watch was a small note that had mentioned how much she <3’d me…My mother worked so hard for it. I’m sorry mom. I <3 u. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075555867-PMPP56JGBOHJIQVPOBBL/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy+37.jpg memories From Left to Right: The happiest moment in a person’s life is the first time they look into the eyes of their child and see themselves looking back. Memory of my father. He was an amazing human. Generous, loving, good hearted. Happiest memories: marrying my best friend, bringing my babies home, adding 2 puppies to our home, & many more with my family and friends. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073976710-IIXSFRTA7PWVIM8STSFB/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0026+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: I can remember when I was about 3 years old. We lived in Upstate New York in Gloversville. I sat on the porch in my Dad’s lap, and he showed me his vast postcard collection. I made up stories about the picture postcards, putting myself in each of the pictures. He gave me his postcard collection, and I maintained it and collected more. I credit that experience to making me an artist even today. A moment and memory that changed my life forever happened on January 10th 1993. My boyfriend at the time arrived early for our date looking shaken. I was working in my studio preparing for senior finals. He asked me to return to the dorms, because he needed to make a phone call (pre cell phone days) confused, I cleaned up, and walked back to my room with him. He made the call + handed the phone to me. My mother was on the other end of the line. She told me my father had been killed in a plane crash, could I please come home. I was stunned confused, grief striken-but some how able to function. I am now 2 years older than he was when he died. His spirit is ever present. Grief + love are important aspects of a fully lived life. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076129284-S6M2SQNS4LGA4RO9BHP3/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0021.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671073978954-XZ116M0BOJJSY05V0P04/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0027+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: There was a time I would visit Mexico with my family and I saw a giant cockroach on the streets. (picture of a bug) I moved to the City of Corona, California in 1998. Back then, there were still a few acres of Orange Groves that had withstood development, and I would often encounter them, unfenced, while biking through the endless suburban Sprawl. The groves afforded a great deal of peace and privacy and were a great place to lie on a blanket and forget about school and parents. I still remember the sight of a freshly bitten Orange’s juice running down my lover’s bare breast. Her hair was the same color. I was 14 years old. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075660178-HKP81A06J21CAHR7T8W5/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy11.jpg memories From Left to Right: When I turned 50, I decided to walk a full marathon. I joined Team in Training. I raised funds for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society in exchange for my training and the costs of the race. I was overweight and completely out of shape, was I crazy? Nevertheless, the coaches had faith in me. They instilled a sense of confidence in me when I was struggling with several personal issues and feeling rather defeated. One coach started calling me Kim Possible. The name stuck. With time, I got better and better. When I finished that first race I was on top of the world. I felt like I could do anything! ☺ Now, I just focus on the things they did to help me. They were the only family who never left my side. Now that they are both beyond my reach, I cherish those memories even more. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075660174-7XHZYTRG1B3MA2ZV8Y4L/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy12.jpg memories From Left to Right: Getting my first dog at the rescue. I was one I remember the kid I used to bully throughout grade school, although at the time I thought he was the one bullying me. When I reflect on those times I realize that he was just lonely and did not know how to interact with kids. This drove him further into isolation and him bullying me was just his defense mechanism. I don’t think we would ever be friends, even with the insight I have now, but if I ever saw him again, I would apologize for how I treated him. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075661006-HYQARJ5WC1C1U90ACA4U/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy13.jpg memories Right: One of my memories is when I used to sit outside with my grandpa outside in the sun and do exercises with him. I will always love my grandpa. <3 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075660983-U0VWBJFQ0YXPK9WHBRWQ/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy14.jpg memories From Left to Right: Love, Learn & Share. Love everything you do, everyone you know & learn from everything good or bad, there is always something to learn. Don’t forget to share what you learned. The exertion was great until we ended up in humongous (2) piles of leaves ready for picking up to place in tin trash barrels by holding the rake with our arms squeezing the leaves into the barrels. Job well done. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075661629-QAVBFMF202I06VO3Q299/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy15.jpg memories From Left to Right: In 2019, I graduated high school and was chosen to give a speech in front of 4,000+ people. At the end, they allowed me to release a balloon in memory of my mom who had passed 8 years prior. One of my favorite memories involves my best friend, Chloe. We were at Universal Studios. I needed to get on the tram but it wasn’t accessible for my wheelchair. She, w/o hesitation lifted me on and off the tram, as the workers watched in awe and embarrassment. She was my hero that day. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075661760-TP7518MLEQA5O2ZVSKOR/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy16.jpg memories From Left to Right: November 19, 2016. The day my mother died and my sister was born. It was horrid growing up knowing I didn’t have a mom but now it’s easy because she speaks to me now. une memoire… -holding my mother’s hand on a bench, eating ice cream & laughing… April 2015 -walking up to the church doors & finding them locked. April, 2020 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075662259-RFFPX3DOYGCPRA75PZMH/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy17.jpg memories From Left to Right: The day I started my new life. My grandparents took me in broken and bruised. A wild little thing who trusted no one. They loved me even though I was…I wish it hadn’t taken so long for me to come out of myself. But eventually I did. My spot to be alone & think is in my yard in the early AM. I sit facing north, sun rising to my right in the east. There’s a particular hummingbird that shows up each time. It flies around the lemon tree, dances in front of me & flies off. Every morning. I am at peace. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075662970-NTDFFR6Z6DHH706SIIXW/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy19.jpg memories From Left to Right: The happiest moment I felt was marrying my dear husband & then going roller skating after the ceremony. Santa Fe, New Mexico I fell most at home when I’m in the ocean. I feel like I become part of the water and I move as it moves. I don’t have to think. I can just appreciate the rock we are floating through space on. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076117793-Y2GW3CKQBPWVOM0RZNYZ/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0019.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075663615-4UL1D6S1DPNFI3NF9OUI/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy20.jpg memories From Left to Right: Childhood neighborhood memory. When I was about 13 my friends and I had an egg & ketchup war in our neighborhood. It was so funny and spontaneous. The boys started throwing eggs so the girls went and got eggs & started throwing them at each other. I cracked an egg right on top of one of my friends heads. My first grade teacher taught me how to write neatly a little over fifty years ago. I still give her all the credit whenever I get a compliment on my penmanship. I also remember bringing my new wallet to school one day & I ahd the I.D. card filled out…she just smiled when I told her I could show it to her in case she forgot who I was. <3 My favorite teacher: Miss Arbiter https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075664522-51X9JHNSNNA1VROLQYM3/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy21.jpg memories From Left to Right: After weekly COVID tests to protect my cancer survivor husband – our 17-yr-old tested positive. She raced to her room and truly quaran-teened! Ten days later she emerged and hugged her dad, her dog and then me! We celebrate with a sunset boat ride in the Chanel Islands Harbor. (heart and peace sign) Ms. Pederson is my fave because shes funny helpful craftsy loving kind https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076118114-T3IFOY30PZYY824E5OSA/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0020.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075665047-2LS75G43TY7O532U033K/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy22.jpg memories From Left to Right: A memory involving my sister was my sister and I sharing a room together. We would stay up at night and talk until one of us fell asleep. We learned a lot about each other and build a strong bond. My favorite place to be alone & think is the bathroom. #happymamasday https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075665551-LBQWOM33D10PN3C09KXH/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy23.jpg memories Left: “When I was little we always wondered what the nuns looked like under their habits. One day the wind blew and Sr. Agnes Marie’s Veil flew up enough for me to see she had RED hair. I ran to tell all my friends.” https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075666363-PJH7CTMD3HVB157CMW8J/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy24.jpg memories From Left to Right: One of my most beautiful memories is sitting at the dinner table with my family and sharing our days, laughing and living in the moment. Alejandra Martinez Art is… -Historical Documentation -News of the Ages…Generations… - Information…Vocabulary… Vision…Meaning…A Purpose…A Relationship with the Earth…Art…Should be respected not full of lies to preserve Truth… Jennifer Bensinger https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075679763-JEDWKOCVOP8B62ZRWLC4/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy25.jpg memories From Left to Right: I grew up a female in a Mexican American household & was raised to “serve” my dad/the man of the house. We would literally serve him everything. I was starting to realize this was unfair & hated that we had to warm up his tortillas & serve him a hot plate of food. After some feminist shows like Xena, I realized I shouldn’t have to do that so I told him to “warm up his own damn tortillas!” & I felt better! Valeria I <3 you Lots of drawings of hearts. And little girl stick drawing. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075680544-45X0QXC1UP8EUXK2HUGJ/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy26.jpg memories From Left to Right: My best friend and I in our teens would lay around on blankets in the grass and read magazines about makeup and clothes, and wedding dresses. We could imagine marrying our dream man, and having babies. Now we both found our match and have beautiful children. We now sit around talking about the time we first imagined it all. <3 There are many memories that are near and dear in my heart. I think the most meaningful memory I have is of the last birthday I spent with my dad. It was so special and I never would have guessed it would have been my last. Any memory of him and I is so special to me and even after 14 years of his death I still treasure it. I only wish I could have had more memories and special occasions with him. There’s not one day that goes by where I don’t think of him or wish he was here. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075765070-Y3JEBKDX8J5VVSATDN3T/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy27.jpg memories From Left to Right: I moved to Marina, CA for college from L.A. Marina showed me such a peaceful & calm life. I would sit in the back area outside my apartment against the wall to feel the sunshine in my soul. My dog was the happiest he has ever been. I met my best friends in the whole world there. I started chasing my dreams. All I want is to sit against that wall and feel the sunshine in my bones again. When I ented in the reflaktinos. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075765827-4BDD7H29H1IBK773TX5C/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy29.jpg memories From Left to Right: I remember seeing Natalie Wood in her house in Palm Springs naked and 8 months pregnant in 1970. The year was 1954. I was home from the university of Colorado in Boulder for summer vacation.I was employed as the only girl life guard at the La Cienega Municipal pool in Beverly Hills, California.I was 18 and rescued a 16 year old boy.
 He was diving and diving and diving from the deep end (obviously). I was in the tower. After the third dive, he did not make it to the top. Into the water I went, to the bottom, used the life guard hold and pushed off lifting him to the top. The other lifeguards, all male students at USC, then pulled him out of the water. Using the artificial respiration method, he was revived. He lived to be always and hopefully fulfilled all his dreams. Thanks be to God, I was allowed to save a life. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076118993-A5JPU66IOPRY7Y0O2552/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0022.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075766417-29RC2HG3W6SR1G0QCEAA/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy30.jpg memories From Left to Right: Some of my most beautiful memories come from enjoying the day with my grandmother, Lulu. She always makes me feel special and I am so grateful that I am able to spend so much time with her now that I live in California. She is truly a light in my life. …Playing on my front porch in Youngstown, Ohio, I stuck a red crayon up my nose and it got stuck! I was 5. My mom tried to pull it out, without success. We ran down the street to our (nurse) neighbor’s house – she yanked it out with tweezers! Afterwards I wrote a story about it (a few years later) – ending it with “and from that day on, whenever I sneezed, my snot was Red! https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075767624-VFO5U5HNMW3SRQOWIE1X/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy31.jpg memories From Left to Right: It was 3:17 pm 02/04/2010. I finally met my son. He was born a better person than I would ever be. It changed my life forever in the best way. Every year I visit my grandma. This is my favorite part of summer. I also have a best friend I talk to often who makes my day better. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075780954-VWPXGR6FX2Z6FY6ZXHAY/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy28.jpg memories From Left to Right: When Hector came out as gay (smiley face) #BeWhoyouare I was nervous about sharing my poetry with anyone, but one day I suddenly felt a sense of boldness and shared one with my cousin. The poem was about death and how we are not leaving existence in death, but simply changing forms to continue in the univers. My cousin loved it and got really emotional. I later found out she was battling cancer at the time and she said the poem gave her hope. She passed away only a few months later, but I like to think I helped her feel a but more at peace with it & hopefully she had such a beautiful spirit. (picture of butterfly) She loved butterflies https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075768322-6LSXG0SQT2B5N1DQZ4EP/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy32.jpg memories From Left to Right: The day of my great-grandpas death. He was a great man, and I loved him. Recently fell in love <3. He’s such a gentleman. And gives me lots of hugs + kisses ☺ Hope everyone can feel exactly what I feel right now. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075769043-AJDEIZ5R88BKKKLXYIMR/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy33.jpg memories From Left to Right: to Julia, remember when we were listening to paul simon “you can call me Al” & a car full or boys listening to rap pulled up, turned their music off I loved us while dancing in happy 19th cutey <3 My favorite memory was driving on the P.C.H with my sister ☺ ( before the pandemic MLM https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075769863-PFOYOPD3FDN76ZNLE1NN/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy34.jpg memories From Left to Right: Miss Alderson, <3 I remember the bond she built with my whole family and how fun she made school…I have 2 kids now at the age of 18. Fun Times ☺ My parents sent me to sleep-away camp when I was just 4 years old for 8 weeks. I remember how traumatic it was when they left. I cried & cried & cried!! As awful as that was, I continued going every summer for 13 years, the last 2 as a camp counselor. As it turns out, they were among my most valued years where I learned how to play sports- (all sports). Crafts, life values & sportsmanship. I am still in touch with a friend from camp. We are now 81 years old!! https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671076119745-4VPZCMPZCPM5POG3T7B1/SKMBT_C75422110312470_0023.jpg memories https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1671075770561-6MB3JEOGL76ETWVUEN27/SKMBT_C75422110312320_0001+copy35.jpg memories From Left to Right: I remember the first day we reopened school during a pandemic. The sky was grey, the temperature was suffocating, and you could sense the nervous energy running through everyone’s veins. It was my birthday. I remember the first day that I met my dog. He was only a puppy then. I was coming home from school and I saw there was a puppy in the car. I was exited (excited), I found out that his name was Paco and we were going to babysit him for a while and we did. My mom bought him things the owner ended not wanting him so we ended up adopting and keeping him. And that is how I met my dog. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572170521-JR8Q3GB1V12F8ZIRSO6V/20170927150748_00001+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: I have 3 best friends. Last Christmas, we all wanted to get the same pair of shoes but in different colors because we saw them at the mall with two of my friends and loved them. When we talked to our other friend abt it she said she couldn’t afford them, we surprised her with them as an early Christmas gift. One of the funniest experiences that happened to me was a day at the Saratoga race Track. I think there were 5 horses in the seventh race that Saturday. “Shoot for the Moon” was # 1 and he barreled out of the gate barely ahead of #3- “Your Husband Doesn’t Know,” #2, “Sugar Daddy” tripped coming out of the gate, and #4 “Who You Gonna Call” surged ahead. #5 “Your wife Knows Everything” was last out of the gate, but quickly caught up to the pack. As the horses rounded the last turn with the stretch dead ahead. the announcer said: “Sugar Daddy is being pushed into the rail and “Your Husband Doesn’t Know” is in second. Here comes “Your Wife Knows Everything.” No, it’s “Your Husband Doesn’t Know”…In a photo finish “Your Wife Knows Everything” wins by a nose! https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572305877-YYUURD9RD5FHZIOQ0BCT/LongMemory1+copy.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: As a little girl growing up in Larchmont & Mamaroneck, I loved riding my bike with my family to Walter’s Hot Dogs! We always had the best time. Now, my grandchildren in Mamaroneck are third generation Walter’s fans & their truck will be at my daughter’s wedding too! I have deep and lasting memories of my time as a child visiting my grandparents in Boston. Playing card games, talking about politics and basking in my grandparents’ love for me. I remember bringing my son to meet his new little sister at the hospital. He was about 5 years old and held her on his lap. I remember anticipating becoming a mom to a new baby-3 times. Each one joyful & fulfilling.   https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572158756-CP02GFG4J22LPB3K1A2Q/20170927150748_00001.jpg memories From Left to Right: I remember when me and my friends all went to I FLY for my 9th birthday and we indoor skydived in a glass tube. (with picture) Sitting down on a bench in Manor Park watching the beautiful sunset. We wanted to freeze time and stay as long as possible. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572293162-78GBTNDVLICVFTPR8P90/LongMemory1.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: My son’s first sleep away camp experience. Visiting day and waiting for him to return from the cafeteria. Watching him walk across the lawn, carefree-and then look up-run into my arms and say “I’ve missed you so much.” We moved to Larchmont in 1977. I was from the South and married a “Yankee” from Bklyn. After 4 years in Brooklyn & 5 years on Long Island we moved to Larchmont. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. My first impression was the sunshine on the beautiful trees and . My parents came to visit in the fall and I remember driving through the Manor and taking my daughter to ballet class in an old stone church auditorium. Jack o lanterns glowed on the porches of the homes and great mounds of beautiful leaves were piled high in the streets. The light was golden and it was truly magical. I remember feeling so happy and content in that moment. The day I discovered my husband’s family home was in one of my favorite villages in the Dales. I remember the time that I walked into a toy box. It was actually like crawling. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572165351-SU7ARU9XDCSA387N111M/20170927150813_00001+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right Today reminds me of those endless carefree summers with no cares or worries, just watching the waves, walking in sand & enjoyment with friends. I had a great time over the summer at camp. I made such wonderful friends and did a lot of activities such as kayacking, swimming, and hanging out with friends. I also got a chance to go on a hike to see the mountains overlooking the Shenandoah. It was such an amazing adventure that I will always keep close to my heart. I also got a chance to do many more other activities such as playing Frisbee, soccer and going to my first ho-down in a barn. What a summer. A fire, 30 ft, tall. All around in awe. Some are silent, some shrieking with glee. The pine needles explode with forest and resin scents. We burnt the x-mas tree to bring in the spring.   https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572299943-S57JE52YXXQG5TWAAGQ3/LongMemory2+copy.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: I remember eating chips here. For years of my childhood, my Dad lived in Florida while my mother & I lived in N.Y. We would keep a notepad by the side of the bed and write him welcome home notes (for Friday evenings) & goodbyes on Sunday evenings. Our joy in finding a response from Dad was better than anticipating the arrival of the tooth fairy or even Santa Claus! I still have all his letters to me…treasures for always. Adriana In junior high school I went swimming in the Sheldrake reservoir. The police took our clothes and I ran home naked. I was nineteen and living in rural China when my grandmother died. She had been ill but not so much that the timing had been expected. My parents kept me updated on her condition by sending emails that I would read on my old laptop, perched on my hotel room desk between my stash of bottled water and collection of local tropical fruit. This was before texting or chatting was easy or expeditious, and on the night before she died, my dad sat, alone, at the hospital to be with her while my mom went home to be with my sisters. He emailed me in the middle of the night, from a room I imagine to have been dimly lit and silent-an activity to feel connected, send an update and pass the time. A world away, I reloaded my inbox and saw his messages. Right away, I began to type a reply, sitting in the sun in the middle of the afternoon.   https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572167386-6MGA3SYIEHA0697L246T/20170927150813_00001+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: 15yo. Playing guitar in front of 500 people + doing a great job. Nailing it, no mistakes made. I remember the day I met my husband…I thought, he’s a keeper. When I was 4 yrs old I was playing with a beautiful caterpillar outside my apartment building in Brooklyn when someone came along with a shopping cart and ran over the caterpillar and totally splattered it. I remember feeling profoundly shocked and sad. It was my first experience with death. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572305643-TFC5MN08917E4DXT3VDB/LongMemory2.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: I donated a painting to a fundraiser & attended the event. A guest paid double the asking price so she could take it immediately. That evening I phoned my husband to tell him. After I put the phone down, I remember jumping up and down with excitement. I was so happy. My first major sale. I will always remember that evening. Walking to school on snowy days in North Dakota. Dancing & Dancing & Dancing. The brook was frozen and the kids slid down the banks in their rubber boots & bulky snowsuits, the fine coating of new snow making the ice even more slick. Along the road by the brook came a white Volvo, one of the boxy models that they sold for so many years. It lost its grip on the curve and skidded toward us. The snow by the side of the road acted as a kind of guardrail, deflecting the car back onto the road, and it continued on its way. The kids kept playing. If the snow hadn’t been there by the side of the road-what? https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572170413-JESP7KIY9D3OJ4E8OV7C/20170927150813_00001.jpg memories From Left to Right: I remember carrying my 8 day old nephew down a flight of stairs on a pillow. I had never been so nervous in all my adult life. I remember loving swimming in the pool on Bonaire. It made me feel happy. I remember the time, surrounded in fog this park became our Bedroom. A concept, about which I wasn’t completely satisfied, nor was I hurt.   https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572314227-AGCZ7K7EL9FJR0CIR5LK/LongMemory3+copy.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: When I was ten, I wasn’t sure if peter Pan was real or not. One night I saw his shadow on the wall of our kitchen. I once used a toy school bus as a skateboard. I fell off and bit straight through my tongue. J’aitae dans la maison avec mes chat est j’ai mis un pantalon avec des fille est il sont jouer ent avec! In my first apartment my landlord grew vegetables in his garden. When I would come home from work he would leave large vegetables by my front door.   https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572172663-KNUXGVTTERVOUS1UW4VI/20170927150835_00001+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: Many years ago my dog would open the sliding door and let himself out at around 5am in the morning. He was a Great Dane and open the door with his nose on the handle, and put his paw and slam the door open with a loud thud. My fondest memories are travelling summer memories: child in Rockaway. Adult…Fire Island & Su Casa. Presently Arts & Culture of New Rochelle, Larchmont, Mamaroneck… I remember going to see my first puppet show when I was three or four years old. It was at the New Victory Theatre and it was about a magical fairy tale world just beyond a brick wall. I was mesmerized the whole time, I felt I was part of the story. Right before the curtain fell, the star puppet of the show, a young Little Red Riding Hood waved her hand to the audience. I waved back. I thought she was waving only to me. I still do. <3 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572309626-6X383LNIQYXFIJESZPER/LongMemory3.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: I arrived in Rome Aug 15 ’73 with 3 children to an apartment with no furniture & no kitchen appliances as we ate on the suitcase on the floor out of cans of fish and vegetables. To day I whent to Larchmont day with lila and annie. I saw some meny people I know and dogs and puppys. And my friends are comeing. It is so fun! And now I am riting this. Bey. When I was young I waited with bated breath on snowy mornings to see if we would have a snow day and be excused from school. We lived in a small town in Rockland County, Blauvelt. There were no announcements on the radio or TV about snow days…at 7:30 in the morning if school was not to happen, the fire siren would sound. What a joyful sound. Everything stopped in every house at 7:25 in the morning and we would wait. To this day I love the sound of the fire sirens. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572178769-ACBWQIAGRQ5VV5QCYDY4/20170927150835_00001+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: When I lost my dog in the Hamptons. My first day of kindergarten and making all these friends and all the teaches I have now. (pictures hearts and happy face). Jessica I remember going to the American girl store with my best friend for a American girl doll party. Love, Lange. (smiley face) https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572315716-VXEOT2PCINB5X7G7Y6VW/LongMemory4+copy.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: My husband kissing me in the 2nd grade for a batman card at Bellows Elementary school. So I was driving to work one morning this winter. I was coming down Rockland Avenue with woods on my right, and houses on my left. Suddenly, some deer came bounding out of the woods, crossing the street right in front of my car, A surprising sight in this crowded part of Westchester, but most astonishing of all was that one of the deer was not brown, but white. Snow white, with just a bit of brown marking on its flank. My jaw dropped as I slammed on the brake. Clearly I’d just witnessed something extraordinary. Something magical. When I relayed the story to my daughter later that day, I said I couldn’t have been more surprised that if I’d seen a unicorn. She replied that just because I didn’t see the horn didn’t mean it wasn’t there. Star Wars Philharmonic. We saw star wars while the orchestra played the music. My first day of kindergarten. I was so scared my father had to pick me up and carry me into class. All the while, my twin brother who was in the same class with me, walked in quickly and went straight to the puzzles. My dad handed me over to the teacher, who held me until I stopped crying.   https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572178868-6LCWOZTR7WOEU32QXMKI/20170927150835_00001.jpg memories From Left to Right My first day of school. My favorite memory is being on the beach with my cousins. We would go really early in the morning and bring lunch, biking back to the house after a long day playing and swimming. At night we would go to bed still hearing the ocean. I wish I could go back. When I found that I was 5th best in the country at chess. N.R. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572323234-ORAFFLAZ1SA2ZMOST6DL/LongMemory4.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: Senior year in high school-and I heard Bob Dylan singing Mr. Tambourine man” on the radio-and went out and bought my first record album. I remember bringing our firstborn home from the hospital for the first time and being totally freaked out!! I thought for sure we’d break him! I was 16 years old-an excited young baseball player when I made my greatest catch-drifting back in right field and catching the bal over my shoulder. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572181910-USLKFHEDT6NOBX44SDST/20170927150900_00001+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right I remember moving to Larchmont in July. We were instantly welcomed into the community from the kids at school, to the neighbors on the street, everyone went out of their way to be friendly and kind. Liz R. Biking down to the shore club with my friends. Sitting outside the LT having a beer with good friends. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572318062-RAC6WKQCRLV57KUQAN7B/LongMemory5+copy.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: My favorite memory is the first time I jumped off a platform. It was super fun! My memorie is starting school for the first time in 5th grade and seeing all the smiles on people’s faces. Then, gong to have the same teacher as last year. When I first set foot in Kansas, It was in the parking lot of a diner. Beside it was a big field. Suddenly, a man on a horse came charging up. “Want a ride?” he asked. I got on behind him. He had his horse make circles and stand on its hind legs. I screamed, he laughed. I was afraid he was going to ride away with me, but eventually he let me off. I couldn’t wait to get out of Kansas. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572190673-J6UELYRXLUU4XGFBVM14/20170927150900_00001+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: Me and my older brother (1967) memorized “Guys and Dolls” Album and then performed all the songs, I did the all female roles, he did all the male roles. Three years ago I was in an art class taught by my mother. We were making self portraits using oil paint, I had just finished my third glaze when my elbow knocked over a can of turpentine erasing all three glazes, diminishing the face I had meticulously carved from the layers of the paint. It broke my heart, and brought me to tears. But my mom forced me to continue. It is to this day the best self portrait I have painted. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572323075-FX2H2946PMFAO05B2PNI/LongMemory5.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: My 1st experience in an operating room was as a new technician in a prosthetic practice where my responsibility was to assist in creating an “immediate post-op prosthesis” for an above the knee amputee. My specific job was to see that his genitals were held aside and did not get “plastered.” …and the sun rose up high in the sky and I looked at her, a smile on my face and on hers, it was a blissful moment… Going on a water slide with my dad in Arizona!! I skipped school to go to the beach and write poetry in my notebook. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572187432-041S808ZE585NE0NSZVX/20170927150900_00001+copy+4.jpg memories From Left to Right: Sept 8. 2012. Although a beautiful day outside, it quickly became a tragic day for me. On my way to a funeral for a friend’s husband, I got a call that my sister had died in a nursing home where she was going to get rehab. She had suffered a long term infection after surgery. She never made it. Sorry for all the suffering you had to go through. I love you and every day think of you. It breaks my heart that you had to suffer this way. To this day, I feel the doctors, as good as they were, could not keep you with us. Xo “What Have You Done For Climate Change.” This was a project painting on murals in New Rochelle. I remember how we gathered in our back yard to discuss the project before Patrick would start. He showed us his drawings and we loved them! After the wall was painted the crane was supposed to move to another wall for a “finger print” mural. My kids were thrilled. When the crane was moving along the street (Huguenot to Central) Clay, Daniel and my husband Michael and I wore bright orange shirts and blocked the street. Patrick was on top of the crane. Everybody stopt. My boys were so happy. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572328723-TZH0BIKRI1NQT1IIRXMH/LongMemory6+copy.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: When I was learning how to drive, my dad tossed me the keys and I told him “I didn’t know how to drive”…I got in, started the engine, and the car moved forward (to my surprise) and as my dad walked around the front of the car, I panicked and attempted to put my foot on the brake but my foot presses the GAS! And I almost ran him over! He dove out of the way like a stuntman. Needless to say, he was a little upset. (smiley face) Zipping around town in my ’93 Honda Del Sol with the roof off – and still doing it. I was driving my wife to the hospital in Manhattan when she was in labor with our first child. We luckily made it with 15 minutes to spare. Patrick doesn’t know how close he came to entering the world on the Bruckner expressway. When I was young, in the 1950s we lived in Rockland County in Blauvelt. There were many houses, very old houses many of which were part of the underground railroad. They were abandoned and thought to be a risk for the community. Every Monday night the volunteer Fire Dept would burn down a house and practice their skills. One Monday they burned a house which had been overgrown with poison ivy. Everyone in town would gather to watch the fire and the trucks. That week everyone came down with poison ivy. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572204280-OSW2583CU8SUG9B9464T/20170927150900_00001+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: it was a long, hot June day. The movers estimated an 8 hr day. 13 hours later after what felt like a million trips up and down our 3 story walk up in Tribeca we were here. Our truck was unloaded, our tired bodies in our home. Exhausted, emotionally and physically, we sat outside on the lawn. We looked up at what seemed a million stars. I hadn’t realized we purchased a view of the universe! It made the tired feel worth it. I was standing in my apartment in lower NYC putting on my tie when I heard the noise. It didn’t alarm me but I turned to my wife and said I thought a plane crashed in the Hudson. Or maybe I said a plane flew too close. We continued to dress at our leisure, then went down the stairs. We walked out the door and looked South. I remember making fairy houses. I was taught the art by one of my closest friends Isabel. Her backyard bordered on leatherstocking trail, and we would go hunting for big trees with spacious roots to build our houses. Over time I taught my other friends. Once we had a whole fleet of boats made of braided willow branches. We had been working on them for weeks and left roughly 30 boats on the bank of the river. Before we could stow them under a tree, a storm (washed) them away. After that I realized that being a fairy could have a lot of downsides such as thunderstorms. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572339377-CZNMC35KG6M34ZKO2JSN/LongMemory6.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: I was changing my 6 week old’s diaper with my toddler underfoot. The news in the background says plane hit building at World Trade Center. I call my husband’s office. Someone answers and says everyone is leaving. My phone keeps ringing, friends with questions. My parents arrive. Possible reality sets in. I go to the bathroom, cry and make a deal with God to bring him home safely. Buildings fall and my fate appears sealed. Tears, shock, panic, calls from friends who don’t know what to say. Phone rings – and it’s him. Tears of joy yet caution until he is home. My dad goes to pick him up a yankee bat. He walks in with dust and sweat stained shoes. Relief and love. The worst and best day of my life. Mountain home, Idaho ’69. Moon landing. Standing in garage, black & white tv. Watching astronaughts hopping around. Black space background. Dad somewhere else. I still hurt – but love the moon. So far away. So quiet. My family was the last white family on our block in Bedford Stuyvesant in 1957. The neighborhood had changed with a major immigration of newly arrived families from the Carribean Islands. My brother & sister were at summer camp as was I. When I came back from camp my single mother told us that we were moving to southern California. She had bought a house there while on a trip to Calif. Visit her brother. What a surprise & how exciting. Our new house was described in such glowing terms. I found out soon after that the Brooklyn Dodgers were also moving to L.A. Wow!! When we were very young we collected hickory nuts from the trees in the woods and brought them home. We left them to dry on top of the well cover. The squirrels started stealing them, so we put them away. I would crack hickory nuts by the hour, hitting them with a stone, and then picking them out of the hard shells. They taste a bit like pecans. I keep looking for hickory trees but not finding nuts because the squirrels get there first. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572194286-WDR9JXI81D5F9Y64BLSD/20170927150923_00001+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: Sitting at Memorial park dancing to the outdoor music, with my chocolate ice cream. Boy Scouts in Larchmont used to be huge with several troops of 70 plus boys. I remember in 1973, as a newly minted Eagle Scout, being asked to lead the memorial day parade and putting the wreath on the war memorial. The Vietnam war was nearing an end and was very unpopular, but some people in Larchmont felt it important to honor those who served and gave the ultimate sacrifice. They were boys not much older than me, but they were called and did not get a chance to grow up in Larchmont. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572332431-SF1FIVPZBBLDRVFPKI1X/LongMemory7+copy.jpg memories From Top to Bottom: July 8, 2012- Although a beautiful day out, it became a tragic day for me. On my way to a funeral for a friend’s husband, I got a call from one of my nieces that my sister had died in a nursing home where she was going to get rehab from a long term infection she got after surgery. She never made it. Sorry for all the suffering you had to go through. I love you and every day think of you. It breaks my heart that you had to suffer this way. To this day, I feel the doctors as good as they were could not keep you with us. xo (heart) I remember riding a horse in Colorado and it was terrifying! I felt like this wasn’t for me, I’m too old and timid. But looking over the cliffs along the ride onto the beautiful horizon of the Colorado hills & valleys, I was suddenly at ease and calm with nature. A moving & humbling experience. When I was a child I was skinny and a poor eater. I hated all macaroni products and all cheese. Since it was depression time & then the war time this drove my mother into despair since those were cheap, available foods. My brothers would heap their plates high with macaroni and cheese and go back for seconds while I subsisted on a spoonful. I also hated canned string beans and would quietly push them under the edge of my plate so that my clean plate would signal that I could leave the table. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572198995-U3Z2V6P7ZVG4P9WE1B74/20170927150923_00001.jpg memories From Left to Right: I remember sitting on the sidewalk outside my house. It was summer, and I was enrolled in an arts class. The assignments were lengthy and taking up all of my afternoons. As I sat trying to sketch a perspective drawing of my street, I felt an anxiety and panic rise in me the longer and longer it took. My brother was home for one night and we were going to dinner as a family. I had been looking forward to it. But I couldn’t get over the feeling of panic that I didn’t have time to finish my assignment-that I had to finish the drawing—it had to be finished and perfect. When it was time to leave for dinner the panic overwhelmed me and I broke down crying. It was hard for me to stop working, to go enjoy dinner with my brother and family. It didn’t make sense to me how this overwhelm could happen-during the summer, no less-and I had difficulty gaining perspective and recovering from the stress and anxiety that had hit me. That is when I, with help of a supportive family, chose to go to therapy to help manage my anxiety. I wanted to learn how to manage my panic and overwhelm and anxiety—so that the moments I wanted to cherish, such as those with my family, I was able to appreciate and live in fully. In March, 1954 I was in the US army stationed at the Engineering Center at Ft. Belvoer, VA. Every St. morning for about ½ hour I was given a SCRIPT on “why we are fighting in Korea. The message was we are a Democracy and the free world will not tolerate Communism expansion. We needed to understand this if we might have to sacrifice our lives in combat. I spoke to about 30 in the barracks. Luckily the fighting was generally over as of July, 1953. My presentation was a lesson in history and public relations. At this point over 35,000 soldiers had died in this “military action.” To this very day no formal peace treaty has been signed and we have over 30,000 U.S. troops safeguarding South Korea’s spectacular freedom and economic accomplishments as it stands firm at the 38th parallel. Arthur G. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572211044-F1VS2RZ8EKYP9JKPLFMP/20170927150949_00001+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: When you have lived in Larchmont for 65 years one tends to remember a few things.. When the Flint Park sandbox was first a pool-I swam in it. I had my boy/cub scout picknicks under the 15 foor totem pole which was behind the American Legion also in Flint Park. I remember having a delish Egg cream at the counter of Hughes Drug Store circa 1956…My first movie at the Larchmont Playhouse was with my older brother all of 12. I was seven…25 cents got us a in but we got separated. I cried through out the movie. It was Disney’s “Song of the South” “Zipadee do dah” Manor Park and Park Ave was my backyard-where we went everyday after school to climb or walk our dogs-and up the street on Prospect Ave north of Fountain Square you could find the most beautiful chestnuts-(not for eating but collecting) or throwing at each other-touch football on Fountain Square was a blast, not so much for the Ballroom dancing across the street at St. John’s Episcopal Church. As an 8th grade boy I hated it, the girls LOVED it- I have great memories of the Larchmont Fire Dept. and my 20 years of service. But before that nothing was more fun than decorating my bike with red, white and blue cray paper and riding the parade route on Memorial day and 4th of July-circa 1958-We actually had a dog catcher in Larchmont, when dogs were never on a leash. Their owners would get a summons if they wandered in the wrong back yard and the owners name would be published in the “Larchmont Daily Times”-Oye-I could write volumes more “Larchmont My Home Town.” …Love the whole idea-(of TMP)-good luck.   https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572222733-ABB1DNPGCUN7S7CZ7JVV/20170927150949_00001.jpg memories From Left to Right: Academy of our Lady of Good Counsel- So many long lasting friendships. So many laughs. –Always and forever On August 9, 1945 I was a 14 year old camper at Camp Kee Wah in Pawling NY. We were playing ball after dinner when a counselor told us a 2nd atomic bomb had been dropped on Nagasaki, Japan. None of us knew exactly where that city was or the devastation it had caused but we were told that this was the end of Japan and World War II. We all cheered and felt thrilled that the Atomic Age had arrived in time so we would not have to fight in a short time. This was especially significant since one of my bunk mates Donald Sweller was told his brother (age 18) had been killed the month before in July, 1945 while serving in the US Navy. Arthur G. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572222585-A2FLYJXYJFT35TDJCUU0/20170927151021_00001+copy+2.jpg memories From Left to Right: The Last Murray the K Show My friends and I had seen the line-up of this show in advance and being optimistic, we knew that this would be a concert not to be missed. Aside from our favorite local “underground” band, the Blues Project, Wilson Pickett and Mitch Ryder and the Detroit Wheels, two groups were scheduled to do their first concerts in the United States-Cream and the Who. We wanted to be the first in line, so we took the subway into Manhattan the night before and camped outside of the theater. At about ten in the morning this young Italian guy named Vinny and his girlfriend nonchalantly cut in front of us as if we wouldn’t notice. The move was so brazen and ballsy that we couldn’t possibly deny them. When they let us in we chose the best seats in the house, third row center, two beautiful blondes sat next to us. I remember them telling me that they were really into Lou Rawls. The concert was as exciting as anything I’ve seen. When Cream played Eric Clapton stood back to the audience the whole time, facing his amp. When the Who played, they destroyed their instruments and set off smoke bombs. Total chaos. At some point Murray the K came out and said that there would be a dance contest and the winner would get up to meet whatever performer they wanted. A number of couples came up on stage, and wouldn’t you know it but Vinny and his girlfriend were one of them. They all got to dance, two by two and whoever got the loudest applause would win. Needless to say Vinny and his girlfriend won hands down. When Murray the K asked him who he wanted to meet, Vinny didn’t hesitate for a second. He answered with one word-“Mitch.” Paul B. My sister & I used to love watching my mother put on makeup before going out at night. She had this fantastic palette of eye shadow colors & we’d sit in awe & watch her masterfully apply glittering blues with shimmering purples. I’ll never forget that 3-tiered stack of shadow colors-it was more colorful than a crayola box. I think this memory has stuck with me not only because I will always remember my mom at that age (40s) looking radiant & young & full of life and spirit. Nothing has changed, except for the eyeshadow. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572232462-0DJES8YXFD39OH3XBJMX/20170927151021_00001+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: When I lived in Mamaroneck & my children were little, we used to walk down to the harbour and my son used to like to sit on the big dog @ veterinary doctor on Boston Post Road. I have lived in Larchmont for 18 years. Delightful community. My favorite memories -Sunset Church Services-Rag-a-Muffin Parade-Memorial Day Parade-Christmas Santa Rides-Race Week @ LYC As a non-native of this town-village, I have wonderful memories of my beginning in here. I used to walk a wonderful lady in Manor Park, practically 3 and 4 times every week and that scenery became my inspiration to go back to school. Then Manor Park, together with Larchmont Library were the places to me to study and helped me prepare for my current license in Mental Health Counselor. Love this Larchmont Village!! https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572236992-2P95TCHRU3ICBLSZ8BPC/20170927151049_00001+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: A memory of my childhood- My father often went on house calls to people in our town, he was a dedicated Doctor who believed in helping all people, whether they could pay him or not. People loved him and gave him gifts of food, or whatever to thank him for his help. On some weekends he would take my older sister and I with him on “house calls.” We liked this and stayed, most often, in the car with the radio on listening to “The Shadow”…when my father returned to the car he always brought us a treat. I remember walking my daughter to kindergarten on that perfect Indian Summer day. I came home, cleaned the kitchen & looked at my calendar for the day. Another daughter had soccer practice that afternoon, but at what time? I had neglected to write it down. I picked up the phone to call her soccer coach, and his wife answered the phone. She was crying hysterically, crying so hard that I couldn’t make out any of her words. I finally heard her say, “Turn on the T.V.!” So, I hung up the phone and I did. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572245885-HWAQEEM26RG8FC6HE6M0/20170927151049_00001.jpg memories From Left to Right: Larchmont Lap Dogs “Otto” with a great hand drawn picture of a dog and a heart Since I grew up the only girl in a family of five boys my mother insisted I wear dresses -- and then complained I got them torn and dirty. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572249649-G9N328JXY4ENYDRXQQER/20170927151131_00001+copy+3.jpg memories From Left to Right: As a kid eating cinnamon toast at Sicilian’s House with all the neighborhood kids at the table. Best taste ever! My mother-in-law was a hoarder. Her house was stacked floor to ceiling, with boxes or stacks of books. Some of her father’s Russian books were piled on the damp basement floor where the sow bugs were converting, or should I say translating, them into compost. Yes, a few treasures mingled with the trash. Like $1.35 in a purse under a mattress. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572250588-U9DJZI7PJ5UF7HL36B44/20170927151131_00001+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: “Manor Park” Beautiful memories taking my kids for walks and climbing the rocks at the beach, now my kids are gone on their own with their lives, and there is still the park for me where I still go to my walks and have my sweet memories with me! Here is where I find my peace, my liberation and energy. Beautiful place! My first experience being on my own, was moving in with my wife in a 1 bedroom that (was) very cool. Our bedroom was called the livibed because it was split in two as a bedroom and living room. The other room was known as the kitch office- it was half kitchen and half office. The best home ever!! https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572251493-ZGP655K39AVNRPN9S8BV/20170927151131_00001.jpg memories From Left to Right: My memory is when we won my football championship game. Our old apartment on the upper west side is special to me. (picture of a stick figure little girl and hearts) https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572267787-L884GEQQ3EZQKL7B0VZE/20170927151219_00001+copy.jpg memories From Left to Right: I have a terrible memory/recollection. That may be because I suffered a childhood trauma-I lost my dad to cancer when I was in 4th grade. I heard Carole Geitner, a Larchmont resident, speak @ a Larchmont event & I remember one tidbit that resonated-she called the departed loved one an “absent presence” My father’s absence greatly effected my mom which in turn effected our family-my brothers & myself. Thank you Carole for giving me something to hang this feeling on. My dad came home with a new car, not just a car a red Volkswagon Bus. Mom wouldn’t talk to him, she didn’t want to be seen in it…but us kids…we were thrilled. We scrambled into the (van) BUS…It was huge…we never sat down again in the car…it was standing room only…every kid in the neighborhood wanted a ride in it…It had no frills, only the front windows opened…Dad didn’t spend the extra money on that feature…in the 60’s kids were fine with no seat belts or good ventilation. It was a natural magnet for Hippies…we mostly gave and received peace signs…not that my parents were hippies…just Dad’s taste in cars… He also let us plaster flower power signs all over it. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/58bdaeac893fc04255b5e1c6/1518572264006-E9HVFRDI1LQBI6QSYIVX/20170927151219_00001.jpg memories From Left to Right: My fondest memory of Larchmont is Manor Park. When I attended College of New Rochelle I would go to the park and take pictures and just enjoy the scenery. One of my favorite photos was taken at the Manor beach. I called it the Sand Tree. It was a photo of an impression the retreating water had left on the sand. The retreating water had left a beautiful tree impression in the sand. There were shells and seaweed let on the branches of this tree sand impression. This experience started a personal project of taking sand impression photos from all the beaches I go to around the world…and it all started here in Manor Park. This is what I remember about my first love. How beautiful the nape of his neck and his shoulders were. The liquid brown of his eyes and the red of his cheeks. How he really really really liked me in a way that no one else had ever done before and how it felt like love. I remember how he smelled and how the sexuality of two seventeen year olds could fill an afternoon. 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