When my last phone had died, I lost all of these photos from a trip from 2 falls ago, including one where I visited this small town in the cornfields that was the historic site of a quite important fringe religious event, and I was so hyped to visit it that I actually pulled off the road to take a picture of the town’s name on a carved wooden board on the way in, since it was just so small town-y and perfect on this slight rise banking in on a curving road between these just huge cornfields, and in front of it was a sign for like an American legion fishfry, too.
When I got back a copy of the picture from a friend who I had texted it to, though, the fishfry sign wasn’t in front of the larger town sign like I had remembered it to be, but rather it was several feet away from it to the side, with a clear separation in between them.
A recreated memory, where I assembled bits of recollections into verisimilitude that was later disproven!
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