I've always been known to friends and family as an astute observer of my environment.  Often, when recounting a story from years gone by, I will make a remark about the most minute detail [someone's colorful shoelaces, or the word they mispronounced or the appetizer they ordered at dinner that night] much to the amazement [or amusement] of my audience. But in real life, most people seem to notice and remember the BIG things: the red Rolls Royce limo that delivered the Prom Queen, the day JFK ...
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