I’m sure you’ve had this experience: you’re driving down the road, listening to the radio, and suddenly you’re transported back to a memory from ten, fifteen, twenty years ago. A song, maybe not even a great song, or a song you particularly liked very much back then comes on the radio. Maybe it reminds you of a time when you were in love, or when you were heartbroken, or when you were having the time of your life with friends.
You drift back into your memories to that girlfriend or boyfriend, remembering that first date or the date you really wanted.
I was about sixteen years old when I met my first wife. The song ‘Twenty-five or Six to Four’ by Chicago was popular at the time. When that song comes on the radio still, to this day, I’m transported back to my new Toyota Celica GT, driving through the Columbia Gorge off to my girlfriends house, full of excitement that I was going to be able to spend time with her. When I put myself in the memory, I’m driving east on 84. The car smells new. Chicago is playing on the radio. I’m full of anticipation and power and a thrill to be alive.
I’m taken back...