I drove down old familiar streets with memories not stirred for thirty years. All I could do was smile as I drove with the taste of youth in my mouth.  

My destination was not as sweet. 

 

I was to visit my oldest aunt's condo presently being prepared for rent or sale. She had no children and I looked up to her, the most traveled and savvy of six sisters.  I could not manage many photos save a few from her balcony.  I wanted to remember something of her dream home.