Rose as the metal hulk of a city bus bore down upon the busy street corner. Hopping instantly back onto the curb, I choked on gasoline fumes while litter swirled in the bus s dusty aftermath. With teen-age indifference, Josh shook his long black hair and shrugged, Maybe. But, you re losing your memory anyway, Mom.
Memory can selectively hook to moments of emotional impact.
Experiences date back to two long RV road trips with my husband and three young children in 1992 and 1993. In 1998, up-dated twists were added. Two of my teens, Rose thirteen and Josh, fifteen and myself, forty-six flew twice to the west coast of Mexico from Vancouver, Canada. We traveled by bus for the month of December around the states of Jalisco, Colima and Nayarit. Again men s overall machismo, their strength, valor, self-confidence and masculinity, impressed me favorably.