For sixty years I have always—always!—waited patiently at any store counter for the change . . . even if the change is but a penny. There must be times when some clerk wonders why I would wait for such a small amount of money, but there’s a voice inside me—Mother’s voice—that says, “You bring every penny home.” I may leave good tips when appropriate, but I can’t ever bring myself to say, “Keep the change.” This is all about the power and reach of memory. I am sympathetic with the idea that our impressions of every event in our lives are stored in these incredible memories of ours. And when we
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