Take care of all of your memories said my friend Mick, for you cannot relive them…
Bob Dylan. Open the Door Homer. 1968.
To find your memories might be like digging up treasures.
In 1954 three young boys took their precious things, consisting of playing cars, tin soldiers and other wonders, put them it in a tin box and buried it near the foot of the tree.
We never unearthed this offering to whatever gods have guided our lives later on, and today there is a supermarket built where the tree was standing.
But in our memories the hidden treasures will live for ever in all the time there is.
Wishing you the most of luck digging up your memories.