they say smells can bring back memories often more clearly than any other sense.  i have found this to be true since losing brian.

one memory that i have of dad is related to smell.  he used to wear a leather hat to and from work when he was employed at kroger dairy.  that hat soaked in a lot of his "essence" (i.e. sweat!) and i used to put my whole face in it and breathe in deeply.  it hung on a hook by the back door so when i walked by and it was there, i would often stop and take in that smell.

a random memory, but, for me, a sweet one.