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Remembered Or Recreated? [Jul. 29th, 2016|06:42 pm]
Tony Grist
I'd forgotten how one night, 45 years ago, Stephen and I ventured into the churchyard at the back of his house and deciphered a  18th century verse epitaph by candlelight, but it must have happened because he wrote about it at the time in a letter which appears in the book he's just published. "Candlelight" he says, "restores the lettering marvellously by casting oblique light on the indentations." Now that he's reminded me of the incident it all comes flooding back. Or does it? Do these pictures I can see of flickering light and scrabbling fingers actually come from the memory banks or has my imagination created them as it might with any scene from a book?

[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2016-07-30 12:03 pm (UTC)
My parents don't figure very largely in my childhood memories- from which I have drawn the conclusion- perhaps unfairly- that they rather neglected me.

It might actually be the case that I preferred to be on my own.
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[User Picture]From: sorenr
2016-07-30 12:37 pm (UTC)
Will we ever know? And actually, do we NEED to know? Sometimes I think we just need what we have.

(I may have been neglected at times - I don't know - but I remember the times we were taken to the beach in mid-winter to build sand castles!)

To paraphrase "The Sound of Music":

"Somehwere in my youth or childhood
My Dad must've done something good"...
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