So, in writing this, am I wallowing? That's a hard question. I assume most people think of their childhoods, at least from time to time. My husbands says once or twice a day. But, he adds, such memories can increase seasonally. On a family vacation, for example. Or, I would add, around the holidays, a time full of memories. If you had a pretty good childhood, with mostly good memories, what a blessing for you! But, don't be judgmental of those who had a painful childhood when they reminisce. To take a line by William Faulkner quite out of context: "The past is never dead. It's not even past." But, I would add, it is just a memory, and life is different for us now.