I remember...

I remember chewing Trident spearmint-flavored gum after my peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, all packed in a brown paper sack.

I remember the smell of Downy, clean sheets, and linens.

I remember the itch that chlorine left on my skin, and showering after practice to get it off.

I remember soft carpet and hard wood floors, real Christmas trees that shed pine needles everywhere, and meals that I loved to eat but never cooked.

I remember summers without work or responsibility.