Noah's Ark

Marina, California, about 1980:

Our backyard in Marina had a playhouse that was raised up on tree stumps. The bottom of the playhouse did not touch the ground, but instead had a trap door to climb up inside. There was also a latter to climb in the side through one of the windows, but no door for entrance.

One night for Family Home Evening we decided to re-create the story of Noah's Ark. We gathered up all of our stuffed animals, some french bread, cheese, and grape juice, and then climbed into the playhouse. Tom turned on the sprinklers to mimic the flood and while it "rained" we read the story of Noah's Ark. It was such a unique experience with our family that remember it like it was yesterday.

Most of us can vividly remember some experience we've had? What do we remember best? Is it the good times or the trauma? Often, we remember the trauma because it's so vivid. What are we doing to remember good things? If we don't do something to remember them, they may disappear into the fog of the past.