Speaking of unreliable memories: It's amazing that I can completely forget about cherished books from my childhood, only to have the memories rush back when I read them to my kids.
Elliot checked out "Caps for Sale" from the library today. I have not thought about this book once for about 30 years. But reading it with him, it all came back.
Another one like that: "Morris Goes to School."
"We don't sell candy. Can't you read?"
How could I forget?