Nevertheless, the senses do provoke amazing memories. For me, the smell of sauteing onions and garlic combined with the sound of a vinyl record popping and hissing brings me straight back to childhood, sitting in the living room in front of the stereo while my dad cooked dinner. A certain smell of damp woods in summer brings me back to summer camp and I can almost feel my bare feet running along dirt paths. I can't even remember what old school phones sounded like, but I'm sure the sound would bring me back to my childhood kitchen standing in front of our one yellow rotary phone.
I wonder what will trigger LB's memories?