YEah, well, some day she will be grateful we supplied her with all those mnemomic devices. When her thirteenth great grandchild is born and she has to ask if it's a boy or a girl, not because her eyesight is weak but because her memory lets her down.

Then she can just duck into that hall bathroom on the third floor and scan the reminders...assuming she can carry the memory on the trip back downstairs...but at least it could save her some embarassment and that's why the far-sighted, futuristic-thinking Rapaire drew all those anatomical sketches and BWL labeled all the parts in red ink...


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