{"id":1696,"date":"2010-05-10T00:01:31","date_gmt":"2010-05-10T07:01:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.stormtiger.com\/collie\/bestiary\/?p=1696"},"modified":"2010-07-20T08:17:47","modified_gmt":"2010-07-20T15:17:47","slug":"the-curious-persistence-of-memory-1-of-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.stormtiger.com\/collie\/bestiary\/2010\/05\/the-curious-persistence-of-memory-1-of-2\/","title":{"rendered":"The curious persistence of memory (1 of 2)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m now on Facebook! I&#8217;m finding it a curiously fascinating window onto my own psyche.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve greatly enjoyed trying to find people from my past, but I&#8217;ve noticed some interesting reactions in myself as I do so. First, due to my family having moved so much, city to city, through almost all of my youth, I find I cannot recall names the way some people I know can. I have at least one housemate, for example, who can tell me the name of every teacher he had from kindergarten to graduation from high school.<\/p>\n<p>I find this astonishing. If someone asked me the name of my kindergarten teacher, I&#8217;d have to stop, figure out what year that was, figure out the closest year that had some strong geographic memory attached to it (i.e. &#8220;I celebrated my tenth birthday in Spain, so that year was definitely in Spain&#8221; or &#8220;I remember being in Gainesville when Cindy was born, and she&#8217;s about two and a half years younger than me, so it must&#8217;ve been [X] year then&#8221;), and then work backwards through family moves and my memory until I got to the appropriate year &#8212; if I could. Frankly, there are some places I barely remember, which means my memory of the associated people is either very weak or non-existent.<\/p>\n<p>Which leads me to my second interesting personal revelation: there are certain times I remember much, much better than others &#8212; apparently I made far stronger connections in some places than I did in others. No surprise there, I&#8217;m sure&#8230; except that I didn&#8217;t realize I was doing so at the time. It&#8217;s fascinating now to look back and see for which times I have names come bubbling up easily to my memory, and for which I am drawing pretty much a complete blank. The pattern seems to be: good connections in times when I was making some huge change in my life, i.e. when I finally learned some social graces in high school and had the courage to talk to more than just one &#8220;bestest&#8221; friend, or when I first joined the SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism) &#8212; times like that.<\/p>\n<p>This also means, however, that I&#8217;m having some difficulty remembering the names of people previous to, oh, about high school. I can think of three girls (then &#8212; they&#8217;d be women now, of course), coming from grade school and middle school, who I&#8217;d really love to reconnect with&#8230; but I have no idea where I&#8217;d start looking for them, considering how much we moved. Each one of them was in a different part of the country when I knew them, after all. Add to that the fact that my graduating high school class was almost 1200, and the class after it was even larger, and I can kind of understand why my brain didn&#8217;t struggle too hard to remember the horrendous number of faces and names I&#8217;ve seen and known through my life. It does make it somewhat of a bummer, however, when I <i>want<\/i> to try to find some of those old friends!<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s also the fact that several of the high school names I&#8217;ve managed to pull up from memory are either female (meaning often that they&#8217;ll now have a different surname &#8212; don&#8217;t get me started on that rant just now! :), or they simply aren&#8217;t on Facebook, and I don&#8217;t know how to contact them. Fortunately, having a unique name means it&#8217;s easier for them to find me, if they care to. :)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m now on Facebook! I&#8217;m finding it a curiously fascinating window onto my own psyche. 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