For 4 years I diligently studied history at Fordham University. By graduation I could tell you anything about the reformation period. I would dive in and dispute and indulge in the many lectures about the times. It was an unusual passion, but I felt like I lived in the period after so much research.
Skip forward (dare I say) 17 years and what is frighteningly apparent is that all I can remember about the Reformation is what I just read on Wikepedia. Sigh…. Since I seem to have no long-term memory or short-term memory for that matter, then why is history still important to me?
The realization hit me square in the forehead as I walked into a cobwebbed filled barn today...
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