Memories Rekindled Ch 01 It was Monday morning, around 10am in England, in the town of Ipswich. My name is Scott, and I am now twenty-one. It was not cold, but a little foggy as I was cutting across the park to get to the other side where I lived. I had caught the bus into town to get a haircut and then had a full English breakfast. As I exited the other park gate, I was walking back to my small two-bedroom, single-level...