Look at that little cotton-padded jacket on the bed, look at the red sweet potato in my hand, look at the loving and kind faces of my grandparents, and then take a closer look at the dim old room around me. I am certain that I have returned to 1976.,No, I need to find some quiet time, clear my head and get my thoughts straight.,Walking on the bumpy rural path, I felt a mixture of excitement and trepidation.。