In my previous post, I noted how difficult (impossible?) it is for Kate to remember the name for Grant Wood’s American Gothic. That doesn’t mean that there aren’t other triggers that lead her to remember things I might think are long forgotten. I’m thinking of two specific things that occurred in the past few days. Both of them involves passages from the Bible.
The first came about when I had done something to which she said, “Well done.” That triggered her to recall the passage that says, “Well done, thou good and faithful servant.” She didn’t remember the exact words, but she was close. The second occurred yesterday when I told her I was thinking about going to a restaurant we had not been to in a while. First, she said, “I’ll go wherever you go.” That caused her to remember the Old Testament passage in which Ruth tells Naomi, “. . . where you go, I will go, and where you lodge, I will lodge. Your people will be my people, and your God, my God.” Once again, she didn’t get the exact words, but she had a pretty good idea.
There are other times when her own thoughts act as triggers. Yesterday, for example, we were driving to lunch when she said, “June Allyson.” I have no idea what she might have been thinking that brought her name up, and she couldn’t tell me. This is not something that occurs a lot but often enough that it doesn’t surprise me. It just shows that like the rest of us, her brain is still working. Thoughts are going through her head all the time.
On related note, a couple of times lately, she has pointed to someone and said, “He looks like your brother.” I have looked and could see a resemblance. What makes this interesting is that she often can’t remember his name. This reinforces the opinion I have expressed before that remembering the name associated with a person is only one, and minor, part of “knowing” someone.
Two nights ago at dinner, she engaged actively in conversation with our pastor and his wife. After we said our goodbyes, she asked me their names. I gave her the wife’s first name, and she asked for the last name. I told her. Then she asked the pastor’s name. After I told her his first name, she asked his last name. The whole process of labeling seems to have come “unglued,” but she is still able to interact with amazing success. That’s another thing for which I am grateful.
