Yesterday, On the day last past.


Yesterdays are more than the day last past. It's rare that yesterdays are so brief.

Memories of last week, last month, last year and even tens of years ago reappear as if the event had just taken place - yesterday. Throw in some music, a smell, a few words and the memory is as deeply stirring as the original experience.

And when memories return, as fresh and true as they seem, they come back changed. Perhaps they come back happier or sadder. Perhaps they return as a faded and yellowed photograph with some - or many - details gone. Regardless of how faded they might be, memories touch the heart, bring a tear, move the feet to old dance steps, bring back words to a song, or recall treasured conversations.

Here are reflections of yesterdays – yesterdays that carry meaning, emotion, and memories to me. And I think a few other graybeards will find them interesting too.