This year the Memorial Day weekend spanned my birthday on Saturday the 24th. That morning we made the traditional visit to my dad's grave in this section of the Salt Lake City Cemetary. Before this visit, if you'd asked me what's visible in the distance when you look east from dad's plot, I might have said the University of Utah, but it would have been a vague reference to the campus, not a specific visual memory of the big block U. Certainly I've seen it many times, but didn't notch it in my memory -- even though dad is a U grad. Somehow I see -- and remember -- much more detail when I'm packing a camera and knowing that I might later be blogging about what I've shot.