I have, many times over the last year, asked Jack what he remembers about living in NYC. Most of the time he responds with a blank stare or a complete change of subject. I was certain that the memories were quickly fading and he would soon have no recollection of living in the city. I was sad. Really sad.
Yesterday we were reading this
and we got to 'S is for subway'. Jack turns to me and says, "I used to ride the F train. It's orange."