[Ruth Callan is standing on the roof ledge of an apartment building and appears ready to jump off
It's true. You do remember snatches of your life, very clearly, too. For Ruth Callan, 48, it was Armistice Day. Which one? It didn't matter. It happened every Armistice Day. Papa drunk, reliving his moment of glory in World War I, putting Mama through the manual of arms early in the morning, while the neighbors laughed: "Left face!"; "Right face!"; "Present arms!" And Mama, presenting ...