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Remembering Nora Ephron

I’m not sure how old I was when I first saw the movie When Harry Met Sally — it certainly wasn’t when it first came out as I was only twelve years old at the time and not interested in romantic comedies at all. I do remember exactly how I felt after I finished watching it, however, and that was full of hope that one day I would meet someone with whom I would want to spend the rest of my life.

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Knowing What to Look for and Where to Look for It

How do we know what we know?  Do we gain memory directly through experience or through the experience of others?  Is remembering something enough ownership of an idea to give it resonance beyond our own mind?  How do we know what to search for when we don’t yet know what we don’t know?

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Memory Runoff Review

To live is to remember; and how we choose to consecrate our memories is what gives texture and context to our lives as the Panopticon becomes public.  Google is good at creating the instant now for future recall, but The Wayback Machine is the granddaddy of soliciting who used to be.  Today we have — Memento — a new contender for scrapbooking our online lives.  So who is the king of our remembering?  Wayback or Memento? 

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Six Years of Reflection on a Dark Day

The day after the worst terrorist attack on United States soil, the country was scattered in thought yet somehow united in spirit. Six years later, can we really say the same thing? Here are some thoughts I have had over the last six years – memories of anniversary after sad anniversary.

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Remembering Kurt Vonnegut

Sometime in High School, my brother introduced me to the wonderful world of Kurt Vonnegut. Unfortunately, it wasn’t until college that I finally got to experience his fantastic writing. He is gone now, and though I never knew him personally, I feel as though I could say that I will miss him.

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