Here is my assessment of age-related, short-term memory loss:

As we age, we lose short-term memory because we don’t need it; and, more to the point, neither does the rest of humanity.

Who wants to ask Grandpa, really, what he did this morning? “I took a heart pill, had a less than stellar poop, watched Oprah; which was about…Oh, I forget.”

Fascinating, however, is Grandpa’s LONG-term memory, packed with adventures, cautions upended, women loved for a bunch of reasons, none sane. Good stuff.

At the other end of the age continuum, which is to say, among younguns, short-term memory is critical. It’s funny; and, in fact, it’s the ONLY memory wee ones possess.

Ask a 4-year-old what she did this morning. “I looked for the sun outside my house and so then I found a bug with a red coat on it, with black spots. My bug’s name is ‘Reddy’ and I wanted her to fly but she satted on the ground so I petted her.”

See what I mean? In kids, short-term memory totally rocks. In the elderly, it sort of dulls down the day. I think this is God’s way of conserving and managing His human resources. Let the kids take care of today and let the aged remind us of all those todays that already happened.