My Unfrequented Church

When the discussion of unfrequented churches took place in class, I immediately thought of the smallest church I have ever seen. Originally growing up on Coronado Island in San Diego, small churches were very hard to find. However, when I was ten years old my mother thought it was a good idea to try out a smaller town and we moved to Lander, Wyoming. I remember driving past this church when I was very young and thought, "how do people go to church there when only five people could fit!" The church is nestled up against a small hill in the middle of nowhere and I find it to be the most unfrequented not only for its desolate location, but also for the mere fact that hardly any people can fit in it.

I'm probably going to have to tape all these names in random places all over my house because my memory situation does not seem to be as solid as others.. I hope my roomate, my sister, won't mind!

My top 50

Ski Resorts from the States I have lived :

1. Alpine Meadows
2. Bear Mountain
3. Bear Valley Mountain
4. Heavenly
5. June Mountain
6. Kirkwood
7. Mammoth Mountain
8. Mountain High
9. Northstar
10. Snow Summit
11. Squaw Valley
12. Sugar Bowl
13. Alta
14. Beaver Mountain
15. Brian Head
16. Brighton
17. Deer Valley
18. Park City Mountain Resort
19. Powder Mountain
20. Snowbasin
21. Snowbird
22. Solitude
23. Sundance
24. The Canyons
25. Wolf Mountain
26. Grand Targhee
27. Jackson Hole
28. Attitash
29. Bretton Woods
30. Cannon
31. Cranmore
32. Dartmouth
33. Gunstock
34. Loon Mountain
35. Mount Sunapee
36. Pats Peak
37. Ragged Mountain
38. Tenney Mountain
39. Waterville Valley
40. Whaleback Mountain
41. Bromley
42. Jay Peak
43. Killington
44. Mount Snow
45. Okemo
46. Stowe
47. Stratton Mountain
48. Shawnee Peak
49. Sugarloaf
50. Sunday River

smell in relation to memory

The other day in class some people were asked how certain smells triggered a memory in their brain. This very circumstance happened to me a couple years ago in California. I had just had surgery on my nose after a bad accident and had not been able to smell for a couple of weeks. I was walking through a Whole Foods in La Jolla, California when I had a my first "smell" since my surgery. The most bizarre thing about this smell was the fact that it was rather familiar to me. At first I could not put a finger on it but when I realized what it was I was immediately filled with memories. When I turned around I saw my grandmother who I had not seen for over ten years, but immediately could put the face with the same strong smell of perfume I remembered from childhood.