Only recently have I come to understand why in the Middle Ages, men – for it was then only men who wrote or transcribed books – kept a skull on the top of their desks.
It was a reminder of mortality.
This film reminds me of a state almost worse than mortality, a mind filled with holes. A body that functions without the assistance of a mind. A person devoid of memory.
I tried not to concern myself with the fact that my mother did not remember my birthday for the first time in my life.
She remembers many other things, including the identities of all her children, even if she now forgets our birthdays. I’m grateful for that.
Here is a happy birthday image, grandmother and grandson, taken on the day of my birthday to offset some of the pain of the following video clip, Julia.
To see this video, click on the Julia1926 website, wait a few seconds to download and continue to click each time you want to move on.