Today I wore corduroy pants. As I walked down the hall I had to smile at the “whip-whip” noise they make. Whenever I hear that sound I am transported back to the 70’s, walking with my dad and wondering why my pants didn’t make cool noises too. There are lots of little things like that lurking in my brain. The sound of fingers sliding over guitar strings also makes me think of my dad, kumquats make me think of my high school friend Gary and raspberries make me think of our own dear Ophelia.
What about you? What never fails to transport you back in time?