This paper is about memory, the elusive process of remembering and of an encounter between a researcher and a participant who after five years reunited to remember. The object under study is a high school social justice curriculum with a central focus on the development of social action projects. Grounded in Pitt and Britzman's work on difficult knowledge, this paper asks: What do 10th grade students who spent four years attending a school committed to the Freirian principles of political engagement remember about their high school experience? Past and recent interviews are woven together to surface three emergent lines of thinking: the failure to secure knowledge as unitary and in agreement; education as deferred in time; and research as relational dilemmas and unconscious desire. The aim is to complicate teaching and learning by illuminating its difficulties and unseating our reliance on evidentiary accountability, production and outcome. Throughout, the positionality of the researcher is discussed, particularly as unconscious desire for social justice, as lovely knowledge, becomes transferred through one participant, Sadie.Although Sadie 1 was 15 years younger than me, she had always been taller, and in the last five years, it seemed little had changed. Her hair was cut just as it was in high school, straightened right below the ear and she was wearing a smear of blue eye-shadow and pink lip-gloss. I was relieved and slightly surprised at the ease in which we encountered each other, the immediate familiarity of her laughter, the way we embraced. It was like old friends, now of the same generation. Fourteenth Street was abuzz, and the New York City traffic muffled my attempts to fill the spaces with pleasantries. In a brisk turn, we rounded the corner and she took the lead. I followed in step until we both realized I was the one who knew the directions. Sadie had always been a natural born leader. When the waitress took our order, she decided almost immediately on the fusilli pasta with chicken. I wavered back and forth and settled on something completely random and unlike me. She always knew what she wanted; in my mind, Sadie had always been resolute.