When along the road of nostalgia there are times we are brought up short by the sight in front of our eyes. Maybe something has changed drastically, and a beloved view is now gone. Or maybe it appears not to have changed a bit. It is funny how the mind can remember, or misremember, something that had an impact. I have heard that simply by revisiting a memory changes it, and I have to agree with that concept. It can be shown in the recall of movie scenes and lines that seemed embedded, but upon seeing the scene again are different than the memory. Life softens and sharpens with seemingly little consistency, for what reason no one really knows.