Memories are made of this...

The only thing the following links have in common is that they're about the sorts of things that people tend to file away in the "gee, we had a good time, didn't we?" slot in their memories.

Daniel Akst tells about watching old movies with his young sons. For a hint, Laurel and Hardy and the Marx brothers are hits, "The African Queen" left them cold. (OpinionJournal, April 14, 2006).

Back in 1981, fifth-grade teacher Art Payne got it into his head to teach juggling to his students. (And never mind that he had to teach himself how to juggle first.) Mr. Payne is retired now, but each year the fifth-graders at North Baker Elementary School, Baker City, Oregon, start learning how to juggle after they get back from Christmas break, and go through a six-week program to hone their skills. (Baker City Herald, February 21, 2006, reported by Lisa Britton).

Ruth at the Ruthlace blog remembers the 1930s -- including "pound parties." I don't remember my folks talking about pound parties, but my husband remembers his parents remembering them fondly. Ruth explains what they are toward the end of the linked post, in which she relates how she met and got to know her husband.

Finding a forgotten stack of 21 Kismet score sheets stirred up a host of memories for Shannon Woodward, hostess of the Wind Scraps blog. I don't remember the Kismet game, but she explains that it's like Yahtzee, only a step up.

Last but not least, Danielle Bean plays for laughs as she explains an annual tradition at her house. Me, personally, I have been known to do this more often than once a year, but never at regular intervals or to a schedule...