itsmee
8 Answers
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FISH-O
I was two years old... my sister was brand new and my Mother wanted 'formal pictures' taken of the two of us. She dressed us up and everyone gathered in my Grandparent's Rose Garden. First photographs were taken of me alone, which I didn't like as I didn't like having my picture taken then and I don't like having my picture taken now. Then a shot was set up where I held my sister. I was completely overwhelmed as I didn't want to hurt her. When she was finally laid in my lap, I remember an overwhelming feeling of warmth and love. (And she was a baby of 'substance'!).
That is a pretty good first memory.
| 11 years ago. Rating: 9 | |
bustieone
I often try to think of my earliest memory, unfortunately, I have blocked much of my childhood, the earliest of which was more functional. When I was in the 3 rd grade, the family broke up and we children were sent off to an orphanage, later to different foster homes. It was a terrible year or so, and I do not remember before that very well. When very young, maybe 3, my grandfather lived with us. I vaguely remember him catching a mallard duck and her ducklings and putting them into the bathtub, while he was babysitting us. That lasted until my mother came home an hour later! And other little snippets of events from time to time. If I run any by my siblings they remember more than I do.
| 11 years ago. Rating: 8 | |
Colleen
Hearing the report over the radio that JFK had been killed. I was 1 year 8 months old. I remember my mother crying out, "Oh no!" and she dropped the plate she was drying at the time.
| 11 years ago. Rating: 7 | |
You were born for politics? Me ... color books.
jhharlan
I was about 3 and I was putting on underwear behind the chest-of-drawers because I was told that God always sees you..............
| 11 years ago. Rating: 6 | |
My dad collected art books. There was this big blue book with an illustration of Jesus with a crown of thorns and he was hanging on the cross. It terrified me. I waited till my parents were busy with their typewriters and I wrapped up the book in newspaper and carried it far into the back yard and buried it. I had gone to a Catholic school that year and I too believed that God always sees you. Mercy! I was a sinner. That was Grade 1. I could tell you about the Catholic statues ... oh, what a year. A very bad year for a very bad girl.
Bob/PKB
We were quite young (2/3, 3/4) and some people were visiting. They had ooohed and aaaahed over my younger sister's cute little curl on the top of her light brown head. My hair was so dark and straight. She was always the cute one with the little curl on top of her head.
Seething in jealousy, I led her to my parents' bedroom and offered to cut off the offensive curl. She agreed and I handed it to her to take to Mom.
Not one of my finer moments.
| 11 years ago. Rating: 6 | |
ClevelandRick
I would say six years old,(1961)Seems like I remember so many things from that year,maybe because it was a bad year for me.Here are a few,I remember standing in that long line to get my polio shot and being scared out of my mind.I remember setting our back porch on fire when I was six,and getting the beating of my life from my father as he made my brothers and sister watch so they would know what was in store for them if they ever tried some sh*t like that,BTW,I put the fire out myself,but it could have been real bad.And I remember the "air raid"drills at school.
| 11 years ago. Rating: 6 | |
Course, at the time, I had no idea of what or why we were doing that. And I too, remember standing in line for a polio shot. Next time, they gave it to us on a sugar cube.Much improved !
In 1961, I was about 11 or 12.
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