Forgetting Everything? Well, Join The Club.
My mother had a saying that I heard all too often during my childhood: “You’d forget your head if it wasn’t attached.” Sadly, she was right. I’ve spent a ridiculous amount of my whole life looking for what I have lost, misplaced, or simply forgotten. No, it’s not just ordinary car keys or reading glasses. Or please, God, my cell phone. I was a latchkey kid who couldn’t hang onto house keys. I lost keys at a rate that made the hardware store man shake his head. I was a regular customer at age eight. And mittens? Snow hats? Library books? I forgot them all, the ...