Thursday, June 29, 2006

[Sniff]


Certain songs one hears are associated with certain memories. Sort of like a soundtrack.

I also believe certain odors one smells will bring back memories. Sort of like an "odortrack".

Such as:
- Asphalt always reminds me of 1st grade, because when I started 1st grade the playground at my school was being asphalted.

- There's a perfume that will always remind me of my grade school teachers. I don't know what it is called, but I know it when I smell it. Thankfully, all of my grade school teachers were women, or I'd really be messed up.

- Leather always reminds me of my first new baseball glove.

- Certain plastics remind me of Christmas mornings, when a very distinctive odor when emanate from all the new toys. No doubt all were found to be carcinogens.

- Wood reminds me of shop class in 7th grade.

- Wet towels remind me of gym class.

- Fresh cut grass reminds me of my grandpa's yard that took 2-3 hours to mow each week. At least he had a John Deere to ride.

- Diesel fuel exhaust reminds me of Six Flags amusement park. I'm not sure why. It also reminds me of the airport.

- Cigarette smoke reminds me of Busch Stadium.

- Cigar smoke reminds me of my grandparent's house.

- Pipe smoke reminds me of my next door neighbor when I was young.


There's one smell I miss that I think is gone forever. That would be the mighty mimeograph paper.

4 comments:

Barb the Evil Genius said...

Yes, I think mimeograph paper is no more. Nothing like a little high before buckling down to work, was there? ;)

Scottius Maximus said...

Does anyone have a machine? What was it about that smell?

Quipper said...

If I smelled the mimeograph, it meant I was sick, and spending my time in the school clinic.

I remember the smell of leather and the feel of Neatsfoot oil that I used to work in my new baseball gloves.

Lutheran Lucy said...

Sorry guys, but I don't miss the smell of the mimeograph
machine! However, I too like my dear husband,love the smell of the "plastics" when I would receive my new Barbie dolls, doll cases, and dollhouses at Christmas time. That was of course when I was a wee young one!

Scottius, you know I love the smell of cigar because it reminds me of you now as well as my late uncle.

And last but not least, I love the smell of baked goods because it reminds me of all the baked goods we ate when I was growing up! Yum! Yum! :)