So that we are all connected: to each other biologically, to the earth chemically, and to the rest of the universe atomically.
So that we are all connected: to each other biologically, to the earth chemically, and to the rest of the universe atomically.
A remarkable memoir by a gender studies professor who documents her early onset dementia. Thoughtful, informative, and poignant. #Audiobook narrated by both the author and Edita Brychta, whose voices are very similar.
More reading synchronicity: Before Gerda Saunders' wedding, as she recounts in her memoir Memory's Last Breath: "During the hour or so it took for Betty to pile my shoulder length hair on top of my head, she remained as unperturbed as if she were merely calculating the Fourier coefficients of a nonharmonic equation."
I listened to this passage the same day that I read the panel above in Jim Ottaviani's comics biography of Alan Turing.
"On a jungle gym along our path [from the church to the author's wedding reception], the young guests were doing legs-in-the-air topsy turvies, so that my flower girls' lilac dresses folded like jacaranda bells over their heads."
(I've been watching for any mention of jacarandas ever since @readingenvy noticed them popping up in her books.)
I'm enjoying this #audiobook memoir. The author asks her siblings for their versions of an incident from their childhood in South Africa involving a pregnant puff adder. It reminded me of how surprised I was when I discovered my siblings had variant versions of a significant event in our own childhood, my first realization that memory is a strange thing.