Isn't it funny how there are things that remind of something that you have done or some place that you have gone? Years later you can be reminded of something, simply by a news story or a song that you have heard.
I shudder everytime I hear the muzak version of the song that played in the scene for the movie Brazil just before the bomb exploded in the department store. I have heard it in department stores since and found myself looking around to see if there is anyone putting a bomb down somewhere. Usually, the shop is deserted at the time.
Today, I was reminded of the last time I was in Japan and the newspapers were reporting the story of a British woman who had gone missing while working in Tokyo. The story of Lucie hit home to lots of foreign women who were there at the time. Today, the BBC news reported that the trial for the man accused of killing her had started and how her parents were dealing with it.
Funny, the same type of thing happened when I visited the UK for the first time and Suzy Lamplugh disappeared. She was a real estate agent who went out to show a house and never returned. If I am correct, they still haven't solved it.
When I returned home from Japan the first time, a boy named Michael Dunahee disappeared from a schoolyard while his mother was there planning a community event on the same field. That was 1991. I remember it like yesterday and it happened in my city.
Memories work in mysterious ways. Were these events etched in my mind for a reason? Were they to warn me of something or to confirm my views on humanity? I don't know. I just know that they effect me from time to time.
I shudder everytime I hear the muzak version of the song that played in the scene for the movie Brazil just before the bomb exploded in the department store. I have heard it in department stores since and found myself looking around to see if there is anyone putting a bomb down somewhere. Usually, the shop is deserted at the time.
Today, I was reminded of the last time I was in Japan and the newspapers were reporting the story of a British woman who had gone missing while working in Tokyo. The story of Lucie hit home to lots of foreign women who were there at the time. Today, the BBC news reported that the trial for the man accused of killing her had started and how her parents were dealing with it.
Funny, the same type of thing happened when I visited the UK for the first time and Suzy Lamplugh disappeared. She was a real estate agent who went out to show a house and never returned. If I am correct, they still haven't solved it.
When I returned home from Japan the first time, a boy named Michael Dunahee disappeared from a schoolyard while his mother was there planning a community event on the same field. That was 1991. I remember it like yesterday and it happened in my city.
Memories work in mysterious ways. Were these events etched in my mind for a reason? Were they to warn me of something or to confirm my views on humanity? I don't know. I just know that they effect me from time to time.
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