The good The Sierras when you first arrive from SoCal. The desert after a good rain. Bacon cooking outdoors. A lot that others have mentioned. The worst. The decomp room at the L.A.County morgue. We had to attend an autopsy when I went through paramedic training. I saw no practical value in it. Burned bodies. I also wish I had never seen them.
Both burned bodies and some folks that die in front of me, those don't bother me so much, but enough so that if I had any artistic ability I could draw exactly each one, they remain vivid in my memory. Not sure how much room I have in there for more... I guess as many more as I see/smell I'm sure.
We can keep Larry Root and all his idiotic blabber and user names on here, but we can't get Ralph back..... Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, over....
