With no book to write about, I decided to turn to something that’s been on my mind. I’ve been looking at Mom’s screen saver, waiting for it to get to the latest pictures. My favorite photos are the old photos. When I was younger, we could go to Disneyland. Old memories of my first time on Splash Mountain come back to me. And newer ones when we went to the condo at the San Diego Beach, with the bay a short walk down the street. That’s why I have a scrapbook. I’ll always remember when I met old friends, or how we celebrated last year’s Christmas. Old and new, our memories are dear.