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Thanks for this post, Rachielle. And I love the doodles that are helping you to remember and appreciate these things from your childhood! It's also interesting for me to think about what sounds, smells and rituals (if any) punctuate one's memories -- and how these things might go into shaping a person as they age. I have nothing like church bells to remember from my youth. The closest I can come to that is the sound of the train rumbling by on the railroad tracks very near our house, at night; the squeal of breaks as it stopped near the cannery across the street from us, and the sound of produce being loaded into the cars. It would've been very different if our family had remained in San Francisco, where we lived just a block away from the church I was baptized at near Chinatown.

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