Sunday,  Jan. 19, 2014 • Vol. 16--No. 187 • 2 of 27

Okay, now I remember

The Lighter Side
Rev. James L. Snyder

• Memory is a beautiful thing, that is, when it is working. I must confess there are many times in which my memory is on some kind of a vacation.
• What I want to know is simply this,

how do you know you have forgotten something if you have forgotten it?
• I do many things I cannot remember exactly why I do them. Behind everything I do is a reason for why I do it or those things that I do not do. I must confess I am quite a reasonable person along this line.
• Without memory, we can take many things for granted. We go through motions we do not know why we are going through them, we just go through them.
• Everybody says that when you get older your memory rather takes a backseat. That may be the case with me, I am not quite sure. I cannot remember.
• I must confess it is a great asset at times to have a memory failure.
• For instance, when the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage accosts me and says, "Did you remember...?" She may have sent me to the grocery store to fetch something or she may have sent me, God forbid, to the mall to pick up something she ordered online.
• When she asked this question, I always respond by saying, "I forgot, you know my memory is not what it used to be." It is an easy way to slither out of something I have forgotten to do. The older I get the more plausible this excuse is, I just cannot remember why.
• However, on those occasions when she is a little more exasperated than others at me she will say, "Your memory never was what it used to be!"

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