Back in 1975, I memorized the Gospel of John, all 21 chapters.
I was working graveyard shift at Weyerhauser and for a few months memorizing was my joy.
I once recited many chapters at one time, but now that skill has passed.
Nonetheless, the words of this gospel are firmly imbeded in my heart.

 

An icon of Saint John the Divine and two of my memorizing pocket Bibles.