WALKING DOWN THE MEMORY LANE Photo: Kristin Bae Mysen A trip up in the attic today, and all of a sudden I was back in time; I heard the noise of two children , their laughter, remembered the joy and the constant chaos. It was yesterday, wasn’t it? Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Related Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Name * Email * Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.