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Reminder
I put it off for a while, but I finally made a life change that is a concession to my forgetfulness. I started putting my daily medication in a pill box that helps me remember if I have taken my … Continue reading
Easy to Remember
Former heavyweight boxing champion George Foreman famously named all of his sons George. Many people have wondered why he did this. Here is how Foreman explained it to CBS News: “You try getting hit in the head by Muhammad Ali … Continue reading
It Takes Both of Us
A lady was enjoying her time at a teachers’ convention when she suddenly exclaimed to a friend, “Oh, no! It’s trash day back home!” “Don’t be concerned”, her friend replied. “Your husband is at home. He can surely take out … Continue reading
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Last Thing to Forget
Music legend Glen Campbell was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s in 2011. Though his memory was fading, he still remembered the words of the hit songs he had performed for his fans for so many years. Campbell performed the final show of … Continue reading
Memory Failure
The Family Circus recently ran a cartoon that showed one of the children telling his mother, “Grandma says she’s seen it all, done it all, and heard it all. She just can’t remember it all.” I think that Grandma speaks … Continue reading
We Want to Remember
September 11, 2001 is forever cemented in the minds of Americans. Anyone who is old enough to recall the tragic events of that day will never forget what he or she was doing when they first heard that our nation … Continue reading
We Remember
Alice Gray shares the following story. Her husband died suddenly in an accident and she was left to raise her two sons alone. At first she was surrounded by compassionate and caring friends. They brought meals, sent cards, made phone … Continue reading
How Forgetful We Are
My grandmother, Alice Cox, lived directly across the road from the little country church she attended. It was her job to prepare communion each Sunday. She would fill the cups with juice and the trays with bread at her house … Continue reading