tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14473417.post5095722957017851753..comments2024-03-15T01:34:45.154-07:00Comments on Chiron: No MemoryRoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08483616030072739190noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14473417.post-72547691173028081372008-04-01T18:25:00.000-07:002008-04-01T18:25:00.000-07:00You know that memory is the second thing to go ......You know that memory is the second thing to go ...Steve Perryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12079658447270792228noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14473417.post-78051195642231894542008-04-01T06:18:00.000-07:002008-04-01T06:18:00.000-07:00Today I had a mother and her apparently twenty-som...Today I had a mother and her apparently twenty-something daughter approach me in a shopping center, address me by name and <I>sensei</I>, bow profusely, and offer me all kinds of very polite greetings and expressions of gratitude for all I had done for them, especially for the daughter.<BR/><BR/>I returned the greetings with equal politeness and left feeling flattered, honored...<BR/><BR/>...and totally confused. I had no idea who either of them were.<BR/><BR/>I occasionally see and recognize people here who were students of mine more than a decade ago, but incidents like this, where someone clearly knows me but I don't have any clue who they are, have been becoming more numerous.<BR/><BR/>After a while it all gets lost in an ever-thickening fog of memory, I guess.The Moody Minstrelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16342935635794595909noreply@blogger.com