Memories Lost
Several months ago I came across an old acquaintance, someone from my childhood neighborhood, who grew and studied in the same schools I did. The last time I spoke to him was during the summer of 2008, during a reunion our group of friends had, after 31 years of being apart. We spoke briefly, as he was always somewhat shy, but we managed to catch up with gone times. Several months ago I visited the bakery he owns and he was there, at least so I thought. I greeted him, and he looked at me puzzled. Do you remember me? I am Edil, I use to live in Tallaboa. He still looked at me stone-faced. I don't know who you are, he said. The establishment was full of people, I felt embarrassed, as the employees and customers looked on. I left the store confused, knowing that the person I was speaking to was the same friend I grew up with, the same one I spoke to 4 years before, at least so I thought. That same day I called my friend Socorro, who also knew him, and had also seen him fo...