What Sticks in Your Memories?

What sticks in your memories?

Boils to the surface over and over?
Whether you want it to, or not?

eg:
Sat on the upstairs back porch.
Coffee and book.
Watching river, listening to fish jumping/splash pelicans diving/splat, birds singing.

Mamma duck swimming with the little ducklings in a single file behind.

A log floating against the current approached.

Mouth opened and the gator sucked down a couple baby ducks.
Mamma duck flew over to my backyard
and quacked angrily/futilely.
Again and again the ducklings formed their line.
Again and again the mouth opened,
and a couple more vanished,
until none were left.

Mama duck flew off.

Just life as it is, in the real world.
I went to get some fresh coffee, then returned to my book.

It still infests my memory.
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Sgt. Gatley
Danang
"We fight, so those who piss us off with every word out of their mouths, have the freedom to speak out, just as much as those we agree with."