While dialoguing over their yesterdays with family and friends, most all have heard the expression, “Back in the day.” This expression usually precedes an introduction to an about-to-be-communicated story of former times and enjoyable memories. As of late, I have found myself pondering over this phrase, while returning to dwellings and certain eras in my life. Recently I had the opportunity to travel home to visit family. One day I was sitting in my mother’s den, watching both her and my sister go through picture albums. Narratives began to unravel as they reminisced of days gone by. As they continued this regimen, I sat quietly and pondered intensely over many things. Later in the day, I traveled to see additional family members. After a time of visitation, I left to return to my mother’s home. During the drive back, I found myself doing some reminiscing of my own as I…