My Earliest Memory – The Empress Of Canada, 1966 – And Other Thoughts On Memory

Memories can be a peculiar thing. You can have them, lose them, and sometimes, memories will come flowing back into the mind like a river. Sometimes, when trying to recall something, the memories work like a small trickle, and then suddenly as you keep thinking about them, the trickle grows to a torrent. What I …

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