Awesome Memories

Over the last ten years? I've got lots of awesome memories. Where do I start, hanging out at Pint's Pub to travelling abroad?

Two weeks in York (Summer 2009)? Awesome.

Edinburgh? How cool was that finding the stain glass window seat of George Wishart, Christian martyr, mentor to John Knox (the leader of the protestant reformation movement in Scotland), and family ancestor?

 Snorkeling in Maui (Summer 2010), seeing turtles in the ocean depths and snorkeling at Molokini, the mostly submerged volcanic crater, and hearing Maura yell "O shit" at the top of her lungs through her snorkel upon seeing fish in the deep when she first put her masked face in the water. I laughed myself silly and that's a trick in a hunert feet a water.

Motorcycling the Black Hills, Badlands and Devil's Tower (Spring 2011 & 2010) up there near Aladdin, WY, population 15, with Mike ranks right up near the top. The cruise up Spearfish canyon was killer good. Thank you Jesus for getting us all the way back to Denver; comin' in on a wing (baling wire to be specific) and a prayer.

Every sunset, arm in arm with Linda, from Taos to Hawaii to the Filey on the North Sea impresses my mind's eye forever as does the regal beauty, the Spanish ancestral vision, that I saw when I first laid tear-filled eyes on Micaela the bride (Summer 2007).

But, I think one of the memories, bitter sweet, though it was, that I will hold most dear was singing with the girls at Uncle John's memorial service (January 2010). Such talent they possess, it was a delight for me and, I'm sure, Uncle John.

Awesome memories? Life's true treasurers. Who can count?