"I remember being slightly confused and not really understanding, but having a sense that you must be having a pretty awful time".
I remember arriving slightly ahead of schedule for an interview appointment only to see the manager in question politely waiting with a media minder on the other side of a training pitch.
And I remember feeling slightly guilty about it, but saying, "You know what, I don't have a meeting until 11; I'm going to take my time" -- not that I would get in at 11, but, "I'm going to take my plain, old R train".
When my parents were called in to be told that I was suffering from "a major psychotic illness" and that they needed to "adjust their expectations", I remember feeling slightly taken aback on noticing the tears in my mother's eyes.
Before I left, I remember feeling slightly too thin.
I remember the slightly menacing black-and-white portrait photo of Bowie on the cover, shot from below, and the orange RCA Victor label on the seven-inch single.
As it became acceptable to acknowledge the gay community, I remember feeling slightly uncomfortable at first -- not because I judged or disapproved but simply because for the first three decades of my life, openly accepting gay people was such a taboo.
I remember him only slightly — he used to give piano lessons to our son a thousand years ago, and I think he managed a parking lot or something like that.
He smiled and brushed it off as he exhaled, but I remember his face slightly shattered as he looked away for a moment.
I remember the notes were slightly off cos the machines had fallen on the floor.
