What is a memory but a thought one reprocesses over & again? A picture w/ a story before & after, but to most, just a picture, not a time or place, a story without a trace but this.

The Gold Rush of the 1800's is at our doorstep as the price of lumber quadrupled, building materials become scarce, prices skyrocket... yet salvage is still near free but not for long.

What is a memory but a thought one reprocessed over and again? A picture with a story before and after, but to most, just a picture without time or place, a story without a trace but this. What do you do with your life that when done has a record like a picture that records the fun? Is there a product that lives on from your life you spend each dawn through dusk to build a dream or two, or just to work, pay bills, subdued?