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By Mary Alice Bowles
07/17/08
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Memory on Hold

Memory, the Good Lord above knows that I need to write about memory.
I put it away for safe keeping many years ago after my second grandchild was born.
I looked for it two days later and it had completely disappeared from my mind. What in the world did I do with my memory? Now where did I put that blamed thang? Where can I look next? Maybe I need to look under the mattress, it might be in the pillow case or in the shelf behind the wall, and it could be under the house or in the shed. It is all this searching that I dread.

Memory, what is memory anyway?

My daughter, Jo Nell called today and ask me if I could go to the next PTA meeting and represent her. I said, “Yeah hon, I would be glad to go”. That Wednesday evening, I arrived at the PTA meeting, promptly at six o’ clock. I sat there in that crowded place, thinking, “There sure are a lot of people here for this PTA meeting”. Every seat was full and there were people standing up against the wall. I saw a man coming in with a projector and some slides; he walked up on stage and said in a booming voice, “this secret meeting will now come to order”! At that, I laughed right out loud and I was the only one laughing. All eyes turned to me. My face turned a purple shade of red and I felt the hot fluids running to every vein of my fifty-nine year old face.

Then he said, “Now I would like to take a vote, all in favor of a union in our local Shop Mart Center, signify by saying “I”. I thought, “This is me again, Lord, I need your help.” Next he said, “Anyone opposed please signify by leaving the building”.

I slowly arose out of my seat; I was the only movement in the whole building. All eyes turned to me again. The spokesman said, “Lady, could I please have your name”?
I said, “Sir, my name is Mary and I would like to ask you just one question”. He said with an amusing gleam in his eye, “go ahead Mary, ask away”. I said, “What happened to the PTA meeting”? I have never heard such laughter, it circled the building, waves and waves of laughter rising and falling, slapping me right in middle of my ear drum, pounding, pounding and pounding, sending little shivers up my spine to the top of my red-gray head.

The spokesman raised his hand and all the laughing ceased immediately.
He came down off the podium letting the mike dangle in his hand and hit the floor, he put his big long arms around the back of my neck and said, “Mary, I am so sorry for all your trouble, but you have the wrong night, this is Tuesday instead of Wednesday”. My arms fell to my side, then the waves of laughter became louder, because someone else had joined the chorus, I could hear my own giggles echoing in the middle of the room. I looked at him, took the mike out of his hand, put it to my mouth and begin to speak:

“Ladies and gentleman, have you seen my memory”? I lost it back there in 88.
I locked it up with a lock and key
You know what sometimes, I can’t even find me
I have been searching for my memory for years
Behind the stairs, inside the walls,
Even in places where nature calls

Wait a minute, “what am I writing about”?
Oh yeah, memory!

I continued speaking into the mike
Anyway, ladies and gentlemen, I guarantee you that your day will come, never you fret,
someday your memory, you will forget!

The man that owned the mike, kind of eased it out of my hand, with a look that could stop an eight day clock, He said, “Mary do you think you could forget this little meeting when you leave this place”! I said to him in a voice loud and clear, “What place, what meeting”? The laughter started all over again and I waved them a soft good-by and headed out the door.

I finally found my red Thunderbird in the parking lot and headed home up highway 65 or was it highway 56. Oh Well………

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