The Persistence Of Memory

… and the Opposite Of Truth …

Graham remembers a time…

Salvador Dali’s “”The Persistence Of Memory”

No, really — and actually, he remembers lots of times.

John says …
So did ‘Chuck’ Dickens

Graham says …
Surely ‘Marcie’ Proust? But I digress…

John says …
‘Chuck’ … Tale Of Two Cities

But what he actually “remembers” of course is his reconstruction and even concatenation of those times, which may make for good stories, but even with the best intent may barely resemble the actual events. Memories melt, fold, dissolve, as Dali observed. But at least with repetition, the stories get better, which is a lot of the point of “laying down memories” while you can.

But what happens when what one needs is recent, accurate records of things said and done? Continue reading “The Persistence Of Memory”