When we’re born, they put us in diapers popularly
known as “dodotis” (a term derived from the brand that introduced them: Dodot).
Perhaps it’s a subtle foreshadowing of what awaits us in the future:
extinction, much like the dodo (see the image of that charming yet foolish
bird). Just like the dodo, we all pass through this life, leaving behind only a
faint memory that fades with time. I recently heard a line from an old movie that struck
me: the truly valuable thing isn’t what we do or what we own, but the kind
memory others keep of us. Well, in that way, we’re not so different from the
dodo either—a creature so gentle, so naive, that it ended up in the stomachs of
all sorts of diners. There’s no escaping it. No way out. All we can do is
waddle through life cheerfully and clumsily, savoring the moment and bringing
joy to others along the way—and later, through their memories of us. Until,
inevitably, the last faint flicker of that memory dies out in this tiny,
forgotten corner of the universe.
A
well-documented exploration of Medicine, Pharmacy, and rural society in the
19th century through two biographies that should not be forgotten: “Kisses are tears”: https://a.co/d/eCok2Y0
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