Oklahoma Memories

"I used to wear cotton," said Jean as she sipped a glass of sweet tea, "and other natural fabrics."

"When was this," I asked staring out the window of the Quonset hut at the bleak, dark lunar landscape.

"It was when I lived in Oklahoma," she got up and manually closed the curtain blocking my view. "Ginny, you are too young to remember life on Earth."

"Aunt Jean, I was born in Lunar City and I have never made a pilgrimage to Earth."

"Perhaps you should," she picked up a photo disk, put it in the video player, handed me a pair of viewing goggles, and then placed her goggles over her eyes before turning the player on.

I put my own goggles on and watched the still photos that were part of Aunt Jeans memories. Some of the photos were black and white while other were in color. As the show progressed, Aunt Jean begin pointing out those of special interest to her.

"There I am sitting under an oak tree in my Grandpa Jack's front yard."

I studied the black and white photo. It showed a little girl dressed in an early twentieth Century Easter dress and hat. The smiling child was holding a bunny in her lap.

"Are you sure that's not your Grandmother, Aunt Jean?" I knew it was a picture of Grandma Cathy because the subtitles accompanying the photo stated the picture was taken somewhere around 1925.

"Aunt Jean," I couldn't say anything else. Mom is right, I thought holding back the tears, Aunt Jean is losing her short-term memory. I better contact Doctor Harris this afternoon.