We boys were thankful for the Rabbi's grace,His balancing the immensity of wordsWritten in letters of flame by God himself With our mere baseball, the little things we knew...Or do I remember wrong, did we boys think(There were no girls) that baseball was the City And that the language we were learning by rote A little attention to meaning, now and then— Was small and local.
Maybe my mother had remembered wrong; maybe there had been some happy late-night parties at my grandmother's home.
Quite a few years ago now, during my time in exile on the coast of Catalonia, I got an encouraging nudge from a girl eight or nine years old, who, unless I'm remembering wrong, was named Soledad.
Mr. Cheney "remembered as clearly as I remembered how wrong the intelligence had been in 1991," David A. Kay, a former weapons inspector, says, referring to a Hussein weapons program that actually did exist at the time of the first Iraq war but that the C.I.A failed to notice.
Perhaps I remembered it wrong, or perhaps it simply went up $2 billion since making the ad.
Calm, purposeful, it was full of hate for long remembered wrongs.
Sometimes they miss something or remember wrong.
In a scary event like that, people always remember wrong.
I remember thinking: "Wrong Disney movie", and feeling strongly this was the peak of biting social commentary.
(For those missing the joke, Shubaly is explicit elsewhere. The prologue opens with a quote from his father, Murray: "People misremember things. Even if I remember it wrong, this is how I remember it").
