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I know I don’t remember this the way it happened.

Memory can be a funny thing. It surely plays tricks on us and the memories we think we have often don’t match the thing that happened to create them. But I do remember something, the story she told, and that moment she told it.

I think I do anyway.

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On Aging and Time

How old you are is not how old you are. Such a cliché. But clichés are clichés because they’re right…right?

Boy, you look 20 years younger. You don’t look a day over 35. Act your age. He’s got the energy of a 25-year-old. Age is a matter of the mind, if you don’t mind, it don’t matter. He’s older than his years. And on and on…