I have heard that the sense most closely associated with memory is the sense of smell. If this is true, then perhaps it explains the many pleasing feelings that overtake me these mornings when I am able to step outdoors for a few moments and breathe in the warm and comfortable aromas that I have come to associate over the years with the soil and vegetation of this good earth. All along, his father had been content with saying, “He likes to do things with his hands. That’s good enough for him.” “That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven.” (Matt. 5:44–45.)