I got caught by facial recognition. Twice.
I was at the gym and just about to get under the bar for a second set of squats. A young lady who was doing some personal training came up and said, “I’m sorry, I just have to ask – did you used to help out a summer program at the church just down the road?”
“I used to. I’m retired now.”
She told me her name and said, “That used to be my favorite thing every summer!”
I remembered her. “You went to our preschool, too, didn’t you?”
“Yeah. I loved it there!”
Every once in a while, someone from the past will recognize me. They’ve all grown up so I don’t know them. But when they see my head of gray hair and they remember me!
Fifteen minutes later, as struggled through another exercise, an older gentleman came up to me and asked, “Didn’t you used to meet with a group of men at the restaurant over there?”
“Yes, I did. But I stopped doing that last summer.”
“I thought I recognized you. I used to sit at the table one row over on Thursday mornings, too.”
He kind of looked familiar, but I had never actually met him. I think one of the men in our group had invited him to join us, but he preferred to eat by himself.
He said, “I retired in 1999.” Then he added, “Keep up the good work.”
Facial recognition technology is amazing. But so is the ability of the human mind to see a face and recognize someone from someplace and some moment in life.