Memories Are Made of This

The memory walk was a success. It was a beautiful day, sunny and warm, but still pleasant. We got there registered, got some t-shirts, and then took our team picture. We decided to do the long loop so that we would not get bored going around the track 12 times. So, we all started at the ceremonial ribbon cutting and followed the mass of slow moving people. The first lap took a long time. But once we completed the first lap most of the people stopped. Either they were not familiar with how long a 5k was or just didn't care. Regardless, we were able to step it up and complete the walk. The only thing was we were not certain if it was two or three times around. Even after asking some of the even staff we didn't know. So, we all decided to go three times. It seemed most logical. The third time around we didn't exactly end where we started. I have this thing about not really finishing, it kind of nudges at me until I do. Even when I'm alone at the track, I have to end where I started. It is probably some OCD thing, but it's me. I was talking with everyone and it got to the point where I couldn't stand it, I said, I'll be right back. I walked by the table, got a banana and a water and proceeded to finish line. By this time everyone had ended and they were drawing the raffle prizes. I continued around the last part of the loop and as I neared the table with the DJ and prize callers, Dean Martin began to serenade me. Memories are made of this. Now, I've told you before I love music that is not of my time. This is from the 50's I believe, but it would be a song that my Pop-Pop knew. I couldn't help but smile and think how wonderful it was for God to allow that song to be played at the very moment I finished the walk. Who needs an ipod when you have the Lord choosing the soundtrack to your life? I love things like that. It is like getting a love note from heaven. So all of it was some really good times. I look forward to next year!