There was a woman who had a very clear memory of being two or three years old. She remembered that one morning she had a thought that THIS his was a moment in her life when she had not yet done anything that hurt anyone else. "If only I could stay this way for the rest of my life," she said. "Maybe I can figure out a way to stay 'good.'" Was it all downhill from there? Who can judge. That woman does not know right from wrong these days. She spends her days trying to find the truth of the matter. I wish her good fortune in her pursuit, because I have great compassion for her dilemma, as well as amazement at the clarity of her memory.