Why Do We Remember Such Things?

Often, perhaps even usually, memories rise when bidden, a pleasant if reliable process.  Occasionally, though, the journey is a little more convoluted, and experiences remain submerged until something else summons them.  Such happened recently, when reading Rex Stout’s The Doorbell Rang, in which the narrator’s phone being tapped causes him to rely on a neighbor,… Continue reading Why Do We Remember Such Things?