“I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died…no, wait, I was remembering the year Molly Farkle was diagnosed with plantar fasciitis. My bad.” – with apologies to country music legend Tom T. Hall.
I gave up on maintaining a detailed daily journal a quarter-century ago (around the time my father passed away and around the time I tired of screaming, “Okay, it’s a detailed daily diary! Are you happy now???”), but I have disciplined myself to cobble together the highlights of each year in the final days of December, either as a Word document or an email to myself.
(The less said about COVID-era 2020 and the Post-it note of fabricated highlights, the better.)
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