You can go back to a place, but you can’t go back. Nor should you want to. But maybe you want to.
On my trip around the East Coast, I have visited bits of my past, e.g where I did my undergrad years (or where I did my undergraduate fun). On plotting today’s odyssey leg from southeastern Pennsylvania to Washington, I noticed my route went very near Thurmont Maryland.
Which is near Cactoctin Mountain Park.
Which us where, almost exactly 25 tears ago (well in 3 weeks), is the place I lost Dominoe in the woods, and she found me.
She was important to me, and also became the centerpiece for 50 Web 2.0 Ways to Tell a Story.
Today I returned to the exact place, and walked the same trail. I have video, audio, photos, but mostly love in memory. It was a rainy day, the woods were quiet, somber, pretty much not caring of human emotion. Who knows> Maybe the trees do watch us.
This is the start of the trail, where we headed out:
At the crest of the slope, I had run into an old friend fro high school, here is where we talked, and I last saw Dominoe:
After this was a blur where I spent hours running through the woods, calling her name. There was a moment where I swore I saw her shape dash through the woods 100 feet away, but I did not catch her. She was pretty deaf as it is.
This is where I came back to my car at dusk (back then, it was my 1973 Ford Maverick)
In the story, I use this photo representing the moment I realized she was waiting for me (it was not a photo taken at that moment, just represents it):
To replay this moment, I had a stand in actress:
As I hiked up the trail, I retold the story in audio, which, at 11 minutes, has a lot more embellishment than the 60 second version (and you can hear me huffing and puffing so you know I am not the same hiker I was in 1986)
Peace, Love, and Memories, I have them all, and more, thanks to a dog named Dominoe.
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