They could remember the last Super Bowl and World Series and Olympics and the last movie they'd seen or concert they went to, but not when it was decided that there wouldn't be another. The Fall didn't leave a definitive mark on the memory of society, not like such a disaster should have. But personal memory remained. Kath always remembered exactly when her parents died, exactly the last time she spoke with her brother, and exactly when she herself left the old world behind. Right to the end, she'd been able to tell stories about her friends, the people who'd helped her and taken care of her, and spoken of where and how they died, from accident, disease, or simple old age. The world might not remember, but she would.