Sitting here contemplating about how many things this sentiment can be applied to. Almost maddening. Bill Rose was just in that mirror and I saw a thin younger version! Where did my Favorite breakfast place go called Bill Johnson's Big Apple? My Mother was so fun too. The memories of...hmm mm, memories fade too? Not MY memories, Ha! Where does true/ unconditional love and your faith go when you loose your memory? Look around...where did your kids go...you'll ask that question if you have 'em...no matter what reason. There is a lot of talk from all generations about how everything disappears. Usually older folks, ya we understand why, but you should think about it...at all ages. The expression "shit happens" should probably be "shit disappears?" Remember the Beeline drag strip? That stupid tower stood for years and one week before I could go shoot it...GONE! The 4-wheeling through the Salt River...Goodbye. You say your Youtube progress bar won't disappear? Ha! Gimme a bat. I dare you, think of one thing...yup that too disappears. So take as many pictures possible and SAVE them. Put them on a form of digital format to enjoy, before your memory, loved ones, beliefs, architecture you know disappears . Make pictures, save pictures. My new motto.