I have not had a sense of smell for forty years now but I can still remember two wonderful scents to this day. The first was when I was four and my dad took me with him on a hunt and the smell of the paper Rem Umc shotgun shells was wonderful. The other was when I was a sophmore in high school and went to my first dance and finally got the nerve to ask a girl to dance and it turned out to be a slow one. She smelled even better than the burned gun powder.
