"I was talking to Tante Toni and she rented the cottage on the beach for a month. Your dad would come on weekends." So that means it was Mother and the children, with Tante Toni and my cousin, Anja, and my father on the weekends. I will call Tante Toni tomorrow and ask her the year. I took a memoir writing class from Patricia Hampl at the University of Minnesota. She said that the best time to write your memoir was when you were thirty-eight and still remembered the details of your childhood. So, all you thirty-eight year olds out there, start writing those memories down. Write them on post-its, or cards or on the back of bills or in a notebook. Set a timer and write five minutes a day. Throw it in a shoe box. Try not to lose the shoe box.