“Gonna take a sentimental journey.”

My son, Larry and his wife, Sue drove to Colorado Springs to watch Sue’s nephew graduate from the Air Force Academy.

Larry sent me a message with a life-time moment: at the very moment the cadets threw their caps up in the air, the blue angels flew over. What a memory that will be! Sue left by air to be back at work.

Larry is making more memories and looking back at memories, as well.  He’s taking a look at his  early childhood in Denver.

He sent me two photos of the one house where I was raised in the Barnum neighborhood of Denver, and the house next door, that my dad built, and where I lived for about two years.  Larry had been in both of those homes when he was a tyke.

The houses were remodeled quite a bit. I’m amazed at what Larry remembers. His memory is spot on.

He then went on to East Denver where his dad was raised and the house where he and his family lived. It was in a park and where his mother took care of the city recreation-owned house. She booked clubs and classes there. I didn’t remember the name of the park or the street, but he went to the library and looked it up.

It didn’t take long until he sent the photo to me.

He is going to visit his cousin close to Boulder and his aunt in Montrose on the Western Slope.

He is taking a sentimental journey, just like the words in the old song. I’m excited to hear all about it.

It won’t be too long now that I’ll be there taking the same journey.

P.S The only thing they missed back here was Bobby hitting two home runs!

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