666

Ok, here’s a fun memory.
I can remember quite explicitly the first time that a true awareness of Death and its consequences came upon me.

I was about ten or eleven years old and riding in the back seat of my mom’s car.
It was early evening and warm outside. I was slumped down on the seat, almost reclining ( who wore seat belts then....?), when a broad and deeply personal thought took over my entire being.

The thought was: “When we die our life ends and we never come back. Never. Never.”.

The notion of dying and time rolling over and over and yet we remain forever dead and gone....played in my head as the car slowly rolled down a hill.

This hill was in Middletown, my childhood home. The thought was profound and chilling.

I found this hill on Google Maps. The address that enabled me to get the best view of where this incident took place was: 666 Aberdeen Drive. That’s right -
666.