(but in a good way)
My brother wrote, about the Dylan post:
"it was nice to see the lyrics to Farewell Angelina. You probably don't remember but I used to sing that to you (along with lots of other songs)."
I didn't recall it (I was very little), but you see, I knew it was all embedded there for a good reason. Sometimes we remember what we don't remember, and in the deepest way.
Now we'll have to get him to tell what else he sang to me, while he played his guitar.
That's the sweetest thing ever.