With the announcement of the end of R.E.M., I've seen several people post their memories. I have two...(1) Mid-Nineties. Listening to "Night Swimming" from Automatic For the People while taking the boat out into the middle of Big Bass Lake in Bemidji, MN. My brother Noah and a pile of friends. Splashing into the dark water under the moonlight.(2) Making the long drive to Colorado with Noah in my 1988 Caprice Classic station wagon with my drums in the back for the 1995 FLY convention. I remember listening to R.E.M. as we drove across the rolling hills of Montana, with distinct shadows of the clouds on the grassy hills early evening. "Everybody Hurts."