Memories come when you least expect them.

Memories come when you least expect them.  Mark and I dined on a leftover hamburger and potato chips tonight. Fancy, right? Anyway, I reached for a chip and it was folded over. I flashed back to being fairly young and living in Marcellus. I was over at Aunt Jeri's house. Dani was there babysitting. We were snacking on some chips and she did this whole thing about how when you get a folded chip you're supposed to put it in your mouth without breaking it and then you crunch it, you make a wish. Silly that this would come back to me all these years later. So, Dani, this one is for you. My wish is that you know in heaven that I'm missing you here.