We spent hours going through boxes. The first few boxes, I got the most intense memories all at once. Some were absolutely amazing. Like being a spectator at the launch of Apollo 11, or being involved in the parades after the end of World War II. Others were… not so great. Historically educational though it was, I don’t recommend living 17 years as a brutalized Babylonian slave in two minutes.

I eventually figured out how to skim the memories without reliving the full intensity of them. (Although, I do admit that I lingered a little longer than I should have on that memory shortly before Norma Jeane Mortenson changed her name.)

It was all so amazing! I saw memories of the few people who knew she was there. Some were quite freaked out by the experience (one even committed suicide mere minutes after her entrance). Some were amazingly sedate about it! Seems more than a few historians with ‘crack pot ideas’ were right on the money. Their information was from first-hand accounts!

But no clues to who she was.