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Bill's post about "the lady in black" reminded me of something that happened during a family visit Easter 2008. All my siblings were together for the first time in 8 years. During one of the many gatherings around the kitchen table we started recounting childhood memories. I sat there dumbfounded as my youngest brother recounted things he remembered. It was like I was a stranger. None of what he was saying was remotely in my memories. I also realized that I had no recollections of the brother who is 4 years older than I. I remember him in his USN uniform when I was 15 or so. What happened to all those years in between, why don't I remember some of the things my little brother talked about? So strange.