Category Archives: Memory
- Their African-American friends, if they had any, couldn’t sit on the bus with them.
- Their mothers didn’t get anywhere near equal pay for equal work.
- Their father was not given any rights when their parents got divorced.
- Their brother was shipped off to Vietnam.
- Their sister overdosed on drugs.
- The Jewish kid down the street was called a Jesus killer.
- The Mexican kid at school was called a wetback.
- Their effeminate cousin was bullied mercilessly at school and his father disowned him.
- *Some of these things unfortunately still go on, and when they happen today we hopefully recognize it as negative.
A statement of logic and heart:
1. Most of the memories I can’t forget are about things I regret.
2. For every regret, there is a lesson learned.
3. I don’t mind remembering a lesson learned.
Thus: I don’t want to forget that which I regret.
Drawing and commentary by Marty Coleman of The Napkin Dad Daily
|Quote by Michel de Montaigne, 1533-1592, French Essayist and statesman|
|Persian empire around 500 BCE under the reign of King Darius|