Daughter calls me, 80 year old mother. “Mom, I’m coming on Sunday. Shall we play Memory?” Me: “But I’ve been playing memory all day: where is my wallet, have I already hung up the laundry, who should I call back, what should we eat again tonight?”
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A version of this article also appeared in the newspaper of September 14, 2022