Part 2: The beginning
The thirst for adventure
Event 1: A moment to remember
|Engineer's Gate - Almost the exact way I remember it on my "moment to remember" event.|
That frustration began my lifelong pursuit of recalling what I did each week to ensure that no significant event ever went unnoticed or unrecorded. I often lay awake at night thinking about what happened, what was memorable enough to remember, and what were the inconsequential events that may inhibit remembering the more important ones. My rationale was and still is that repetition would help me remember. I do remember now most events but not everyone and rarely trivial ones. Memories shape our lives. My friend Alan Arnette has a saying on his website: Memories are Everthing. I believe this truth to be self-evident.
When was this realization? Not sure. That fateful day was probably when I was about 12. Seriously. Yeah, I was probably weird then and I still am a little gonzo. I cannot recall the exact age but I do know my approximate age because soon afterwards I started getting into trouble.
What kind of trouble? Since my son is 16 right now, I am deliberately withholding those sordid details until he is older ... perhaps 50. Let's just say that I started to experiment with life. The experimentation lasted for about 4+ years and I truly experienced many things that life had to offer - none that bear repeating and none that shaped me much more than to help me figure out that a life of stupidity did not suit my tastes. I moved on.
Memories shape our lives. That seemingly innocuous event at Engineer's gate lead me to appreciate all memories.
In my next post, I recount the second event that influenced my thirst for adventure. Stay tuned.