When I was 11, I got to spend extra time with my dad during school breaks because I was “too old for day care and too young to be left by myself all day.” On the way to the NCSU campus where he was finishing up his PhD, we passed a Wonder Bread factory. It was heavenly and that is a very physical memory for me. I remember the chill of the Fall air, the heater from the car blowing on my face and that scent! And I got bonus time with my dad, who was my favorite person in the world.