My memory is not like it used to be.
Recently I was cleaning out something or straightening something up I have forgotten exactly what I was doing at the time, I have even forgotten what room in the house I was in. I am quite sure it was not the bathroom. I opened something, not sure what it was and noticed Far Guy’s Dog Tags inside. I thought..Okay..I guess he knows where they are..no big deal..he will get them when he needs them.
Then he began a project. It is one of those late in life things..he gathered together all of his Military medals and pins and made a display board for them. He wanted his Dog Tags..but had no idea where they were. WELL I had just seen them a few weeks ago..do you suppose I can remember where?
Jen asked me one day what was new? I said well your Dad is working on one of the projects for his funeral..she said “WHAT” very loudly.
I have searched almost every nook and cranny in the house. I am now officially giving up so that some day soon I will remember their hiding place.
Perhaps it will come to me in a dream.