I remember going to the movies because the sound was good. I remember the time when the word swell was cool. I remember taking, every day, a sandwich to my father at his work and run home to see Family Ties.
I remember what I got for Christmas in 1986. I remember my primary teacher's smell. I remember the day I received my VHS player. I remember trying programming the Spectrum.
I remember crying the last episode of Topo Gigio. I remember what I did while waiting in my son's delivery room. I always remember to lock my car.
But I never seem to remember on which side of the aisle is the father's bride supposed to be.