You know, Angie, to this day I can't stand the smell of Tabu... yet I used to wear it all the time when a teenager. Now it only means one thing... HER!!
Once, I bought a bottle of Old Spice to remind me of my dad, but it sure didn't smell like him! I threw it away.

Don't think it smells like it used to anymore, not that I would want to smell him NOW.
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Psalm 119:105 Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.