I forgot to mention this yesterday but when I was at work one of the security guards yesterday turned to me and said, “you studied at BYU didn’t you?” I confirmed that and then he said, “your brother served his mission in Peru, right?” Again I confirmed at which point he told me that he had briefly been my roommate, Isaac. At that time he had come from Panama and spoke very little English so in our brief time as roommates we hadn’t gotten to know him very well but he recognized me after 20 years. He’s now married to a girl from Logan and has three kids – and his English is very good (scented just enough to know it isn’t his first language). What a gift to remember people after even limited interactions.
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