No memory:
I attended the funeral of a priest from my beighborhood on Monday. i  had even served Mass for him when I was a kid. Before he died, he spent ten years in a nursing home, suffering from Alzimers disease. He walked the corridors constantly and never recognized his family when they came to visit him. The archbishop preached the homily and noted that “we place great store on memory, on people we have met, on places we have visited, on games we have seen, books we have read or films we have enjoyed. We depend on memory so much for communication."
As hundreds  of people turned  out for his wake and funeral, we know that, while he may not have any memories of the last ten years of his life, counless others have and came to show and share it.