Why a World of Memories Should be Saved
You can kiss your family goodbye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you. —Frederick Buechner
My grandmother’s little brother in 1948 in Oklahoma.
This was his “first car,” a fire engine.
His name was Harley George Matthews, the third generation within our family to carry the name Harley.
I’m the fourth and final, unless I pass it on to my children. ~shared by @savannahmarcos