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January 5th, 2010, 07:40 PM | #1 |
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Earliest Memory
This current inclement weather puts me in mind of my earliest memory,Making a snow dalek with my Dad while my sister was being born.This was the winter of 1965 and I was 2 1/2.What's your earliest memory ?
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January 5th, 2010, 07:56 PM | #2 |
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Memories...
Wow! Great Thread idea.
I have two very early memories confirmed by my parents but I think the earliest is having warm creamed corn dribbling down my chin while I was in my high chair. I remember the color of the wall paper was a horrible lavender/pink and there were two grotesque African carved masks on the wall. My parents confirm the horrific decor and place the memory somewhere around 1 year old. I would like to mention that this memory was triggered while I was in a state of intoxication in my late 20's-just thought I'd mention that as it was burried pretty deep down and not part of my active thoughts
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January 5th, 2010, 08:26 PM | #3 |
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When I was 6 or 7, every so often I would have dreams of the end of an American football slowly coming towards me. I could see every detail: grass stains, stitching, all of it. I would experience a feeling of inexpressible delight and anticipation on the rare occations when I had this dream.
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Earliest memory?
I can remember my first steps - twelve months old?
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My earliest memory is trying to look down another toddler's pants. I was three, she was also three, and I wanted to see her...ah...eh...uh...equipment. So I pulled at her pants and her mom intervened.
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I can vividly recall my sister and me both falling down some concrete steps when I was 2 and my sister was 1.
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For some stupid reason, I can remember a Sear's Die Hard (battery) commercial on tv where some dune buggy vehicle was flying around on the dunes in Baja. I'm pretty confident it was 1970. So that would have made me 3.
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I can't remember. I was too young.
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The earliest memory I can muster is from when I was 3 years old. It was winter in Indiana and my dad put me in the front seat of his van while it was warming up so that he could run into the house to get something. I tried to climb up to see out the window, pulled the gear shift down into reverse, hopped a pile of snow and backed into the front porch. Ah... the memories.
And Mal... the snow Dalek was pure genius. I may have to borrow that
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I don't know how old I was but it was before I learnt to walk.
My parents had an old upright piano in one of the spare bedrooms in the old farmhouse where we used to live. I was forever crawling down the hall to get to it. Finally after spending what must have been a large part of my early life and not long before I learned to stand, I mananged to get a single solitary note out of it, before my mother rushed in and scooped me up. I never saw it again. I have a few other small memories of life in this place. Most come from photos that were taken at the time. I can vaguely remember a few seconds surrounding some of the snaps My grandmother took pity on me and bought me a guitar when I was five. |
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