My faculties for recollection manifest true genius.
I can't remember large portions of the siddur and certain parts of bentching despite being an FFB.
I don't believe that there is a single mishna or omud gemora that I can recite Baa'l peh verbatim.
I can't recall which Mesikhta I learned during which year of my Yeshiva and Kollel education.
I have certain cousins who most definitely are my relatives but I can't remember just how we are related.
When I misplace things they usually stay misplaced until the following years Pesach cleaning.
I may have early onset Alzheimers. I have not been diagnosed but this much is clear; I can remember plenty of peoples faces whose names utterly elude me.
I would never remember my own simchas and vacations if not for the photos and/ or videos of them.
So where do I get off saying that I am a great Ba'al Zikoron??? Simple! Slights, put-downs and insults stay fresh in my mind for decades after they occurred. All you need to do is be פוגע in my kovod in the slightest and I will remember it vividly and in meticulous detail until I die or contact Alzheimer's, whichever is first. Not only do I remember the actual hurtful word, behavior facial expression or תנועה but like scabs growing on old wounds, I encrust these with embellishments that metastasize into full-blown mythologies of avla and עלבון. So much so that I give the impression of memory in sharper detail than I really possess.
What a photographic memory have I.