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Originally Posted by zenda
I still go back to the house to check that I've locked the front door, even though I know that I did so. Good thing too, because I often find that what I know ... ain't so.
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I don't pretend that I understand all fine posts in this forum.
This sounds familiar though. I've usually detected this more in others, like my husband or my aunt, when I've had a different kind of recollection of some matter or situation. Nowadays I'm willing to admit that my memory may fail, instead of disputing, who is right and who is wrong.
There are always those, strong enough, to argue the past and history to how they perceived it, their memories become more valid. I often wonder, how history can be written at all.
How do you people take those colleagues or family members, who always rely on others knowing and remembering things?