Random Childhood Memories

I was in 3rd or 4th grade, and we were studying geology in class at Founders Memorial School. I already had a decent rock collection, but on my way to the bus stop that February morning I found this intriguing golf-ball sized blue rock that looked like it would be a nice addition, so I tossed it in my backback. However, in class later that day, the rock was gone! Where could it have gone? Of course, my rock wasn’t a rock at all but simply an abnormally large chunk of Road Salt.

No idea why this memory resurfaced, but I still remember thinking that the light blue color of the rock was really cool. God knows what that stuff consisted of in the 70s.

Quote of the Day

"I have done that," my memory says. "I cannot have done that," retorts my pride. Eventually, memory yields. - Nietzsche, from Beyond Good and Evil, p. 68