Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey
Jack Handey V/O:
The memories of my family outings are still a source of strength to me.
I remember we’d all pile into the car – I forget what kind it was – and drive and drive.
I’m not sure where we’d go, but I think there were some trees there.
The smell of something was strong in the air as we played whatever sport we played.
I remember a bigger, older guy we called “Dad.”
We’d eat some stuff, or not, and then I think we went home.
I guess some things never leave you.
