Tuesday's Ten: 10 Sensory Childhood Memories

1. Childhood looks like New York streets in yellow taxi cabs. And in a green Saturn. And in a beige Ford Taurus. Interesting people and places whiz by. Graffiti murals stretch over building sides.
    
2. Childhood sounds like car stereo playing 90s hits, and gospel cassettes, and eventually CDs, because we are so modern. Music never stops and technology is so exciting.
    
3. Childhood smells like lemon cleaning products, because that is what clean smells like. There was Ajax until we had Joy and there was Pledge.
    
4. Childhood tastes like cheesecake - Junior's strawberry cheesecake - the late night delight that dad brings home after work and the any occasion treat.
    
5. Childhood feels like hugs and kisses from folks I can't name who love me all the same and from family gathered for miles and miles around.
    
6. Childhood looks like Tulsa hills rolling to and fro and up and down, to school and to market, and best of all to home.
    
7. Childhood sounds like opening credits and marvelous film scores. Composers' songs play over and over, out of my speaker and inside my head. - John Williams, James Howard, and best of all, Hans Zimmer.
    
8. Childhood smells like eucalyptus resting in a vase on the small table in the entryway of our home, the first thing that I smell when I walk in the door.
    
9. Childhood tastes like Little Debbie Snacks for lunch at school and for snack at home - yellow marshmallow creme pies, and mysterious cosmic brownies, simple oatmeal creme pies and double Swiss Rolls.
    
10. Childhood feels like wind in my face - chasing a soccer ball down the field, swinging like a pendulum between sun and clouds, and zipping downhill on my bicycle wheels.