Learned something from an old memory

I was reading this book about a woman who has a breakdown on my breaks at work, and it got me thinking about visiting my brother in the mental ward when we were both kids.

The interesting thing is although I can remember the place, the decorations on the Christmas tree, everything except one detail.

My brother himself.

I cant recall seeing him, hearing about how he was doing at all, not that visit or any other time while he was gone.

Its like my brain did a little editing and simply removed all traces of him while he was in there, so that I can still remember the nightmares I had of ending up there myself, but he could have just gone to a camp for all the memories I have of him there.

Weird, huh?