1987 my family and I headed out on our bikes. The goal was to reach Vienna, traveling along the Donau (Danube).If you click on the “traveling along the Donau” you can see some pictures.
It was nice to paddle along the river and not have to pay attention to any cars, it was a path just for bike rider. The first part was not too much fun because we had to get to Passau from Regen, which was quite steep at times. We made it and could then enjoy the shade from the trees along the way. After all it was August, and warm.
I don’t remember how many stops we had already made, spending the nights in small Guesthouses along the way. I just know it was a bit after the town Linz, where I lost my memory.
In 1987, there was no law that you needed to wear helmets while riding your bike, well we didn’t have any. I don’t even think there where many cycle helmets around at that time. I think the first laws about wearing a helmet on the bike was in the early 90′.
My little sister, at that time she was 10, and I got in a word fight about something. Being a teenager I just turned my Walkman on and took off. We knew which trail to follow and where our next stop was. That is the last thing I remember.
The next thing I have a short glimpse of memory is in the ER, telling my Mom not to throw away my Adidas High tops (they had signatures from all the kids that I went on a Youth camp in Finland) Of course she discharged them, what I found out later.
Then I came back to myself a few days later in a pink ICU. I must of looked a little puzzled when the nurse walked in and gave me this Wow, I have had a bike accident. I must of got to far left on a road and hit another bike rider, 18 years young. I saw a picture of his bike later, it was totaled. My bike didn’t even have a scratch. It says in the article that we both ended up in the Hospital, but the guy got away with a few bumps and bruises.
Since then my memory is a bit shotty and I need help in remembering things. Often when I talk with friends and family about something in the past I can’t recall it, only after telling certain details or showing pictures, then mostly those memories will come back, but never fully.
This is why you will always find a lot of scribbling in my calendar, little notes to help me not to forget. I do journal, so I don’t forget. Sometimes it is sad when my kids ask me….”do you remember, when we did…..” and I can’t remember.
One of my little handicaps I have learned to live with, and work my way around it. A lot of memorabilia, created by me in this house because of this reason.
So I set off to see on Zibbet, how other Artists would keep their memories.
and these are the memory items I found on Etsy:
So, now you know why I have trouble remembering things if I don’t write them down or make any other crutch for myself.
Have a wonderful day!!