There are all kinds of anniversaries. I have developed an uncanny ability to remember the anniversaries of some of the most mundane things. For instance, it was three years ago today, that I started to work on a needlepoint project of a bird perched on a branch. Or it was eighteen years ago on March 9th that I started using Main Street Dry Cleaners. “Hey, don’t you remember......” people will ask me. I am the repository of memories arcane and unimportant. Oddly, there are times I forget the…
Dawn Elise Evans
