The memories, as I have been visiting with people, of the difficulty of hearing - let alone listening to what others are saying - have gotten stronger. We all had some wonderful memories of people talking when you weren't even in the room, or were walking away, but "they" thought you still heard them. Then there are the times you hear someone talking but not what they are saying. AND the times when we are all speaking English but with totally different definitions (or ideas) of what we are talking about -- like batting (quilting) vs. batting (baseball).
It also reminded me of all the times Dad would be reading...... He probably learned how to do it when we are a LOT younger (growing up) because of how many kids could be running around at any given time period. I can tell you he would be so concentrated on his book (later years kindle) you could be jumping up and down in front of him and he wouldn't notice. He wouldn't hear you or pay ANY attention to you until you got his attention. Good luck with that! Like I say.... he probably learned it when he had to be studying but had kids running around him, babies crying, and other things happening in the house. I understand why, and when, I just never learned how to focus that strongly. I did learn to put my hands between him and what he was reading. Then he had to look at me and see I was trying to get his attention. Yup, you have to laugh or you will start screaming!
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