He spoke first: "I recognize you from the white hair".
First, I recognize in my own life her description of the moment when Ms. Sher and her husband, Jay, realize that they are somehow the "grown-ups" in the house.
First, I recognize that this is a choice faced by women fortunate enough that money is not the primary reason why they work.
Within a few seconds I recognized Aleksandr Rozenbaum's "Black Tulip" ("Chernyi Tyulpan") about the Soviet war in Afghanistan.
Second, I recognized that my clinginess blinded me from appreciating what I already had and what I could still discover.
Second, I recognize that the standard we use to look at this case as observers doesn't have to be the same one that would have been applied in Bryant's criminal case.
They loved me, everything is great, people hanging from the rafters, and just for fun, the eighth or ninth question I recognized one of my friends, and I said, "Yes, son, what's your question?" He said, "Well, I have two — how old are you really, and is your hair real?" A lot of those guys, they don't understand why they're not onstage instead of me.
I distinctly recall the first time I recognized the feeling of shame in myself.
The first athlete I recognized was John Smith, the four-hundred-metre man, and I asked him if his father had caught up with him.
I don't remember my father ever lying to me, but I remember that — the first time I recognized that he believed something that was obviously false.
