"You look familiar."I looked at her. She didn't look at all familiar, but recognizing people isn't one of my talents. And being my age, with a handful of kids and having worked at so many places, I've been in contact with more people than even the most brilliant could ever remember.
"Are you ---'s mother?"--- is forty years old, so she, too, has lived "many lives," gone to various schools etc. She is of the first graduating class of the Beit El elementary school, so I guessed that could be their common history.
"Yes, where did you know her from?"
"We went to gan (nursery school) together."
Well, that daughter only went to gan in Israel one year, when she was three years old. The following year we went on shlichut to London and worked to promote the Betar Zionist Youth Organization. Do the math. Yes, that means that she saw the young, mid-twenties me, in today's senior discount me! That's something! Even if she had some visual memories of how I looked after we came back to Bayit v'Gan, Jerusalem from London, you must remember that we're in Shiloh for thirty years already.
How can anyone connect those two images? I'm fatter, and I've aged!