It amazes me how different my brother and I recall our troubled childhood. He is younger, but only two years. We remember a lot almost the opposite.
In the most basic of terms, writing memoir is sharing your story. Offering an account of your memories in story form. Your recall of events is intimate and necessary to your story.
However, in my case, I have two siblings, both brothers, who have very different memories of our growing up. My older brother is 14 years older than I and my younger brother eight years younger. We basically grew up in different times and almost in separate families.
With such an age range among us, it is not unusual that we would have different memories. But what about the overlap?
I have memories from both my brothers’ high school days. And I am sure they have memories of high school days too. Are our memories the same? Who has the lock on those memories?
Here’s a photo of a Christmas gathering some time during the 1960s. My mother’s family…
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