Cover

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pp. C-C

Title Page, Copyright, Dedication, Quotes

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pp. i-vi

Contents

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pp. vii-x

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Before

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pp. 1-32

This was my plan: to write about one hundred days of my childhood in the next one hundred days of my age, to capture one hundred recollections of the past over one hundred days of the future. I did a little math to estimate how hard the task might be. Multiplying the number of days in a year by the number of years in a decade (and ignoring leap years), I...

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One

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pp. 33-60

I sometimes think I’m engaging in the equivalent of constructing a museum diorama of the Paleolithic epoch based entirely on conjecture—the fossilized remains of flora and fauna, the approximation of radio carbon dating, a correlation with existing habitats, guesswork, imagination. For example, I seem to have no head-on, deliberate recording of the exterior ...

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Two

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pp. 61-108

The living room of my grandparents’ house was the center of family life in the years I lived in that house, and I instantly identify familiar furniture in the background of family photos. I recognize an upholstered chair positioned by a window, the burgundy-colored davenport—the source of my knowledge of the word “burgundy” as a color—along the wall below ...

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Three

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pp. 109-142

I have a memory that I can’t exactly date but, like so many memories, I can, more or less, envision the context and, even more firmly, more or less, remember the punch line. I struggle to envision a clearer context, but my memory is adamant about refusing me entry here....

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Four

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pp. 143-176

My earliest memory of going to the movies is connected to Joan of Arc, a film starring Ingrid Bergman. I remember sitting with my mother in one of the back rows of the center downstairs section of the Palace Theatre and Ingrid Bergman’s helmeted head filling up the screen. I also remember moving toward the aisle, my mother behind me, with perhaps the credits or a trailer for another film rolling. I only remember bits and ...

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Five

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pp. 177-242

As the smallest among a group of burly classmates filing into the classroom to listen to the marine recruiter, I felt conspicuous and almost comically out of place. But for once I tamped down my self-consciousness and listened attentively to the tall athletic young man in marine dress uniform—the best uniform in all the services, in my view, and the one...

Notes

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pp. 243-246

Further Reading

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pp. 247-248