garcia5050
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Post by garcia5050 on Jul 17, 2014 3:37:36 GMT
I remember sitting on my grandmas lap, in Mexico, with her singing to me. I was three. The trash truck was coming, and I had to get off. She then fed the trash guys. I thought about this many years later and told my mom about this memory and said that my grandma must have been kind to feed the trash guys. My mom laughed so hard, said that her mother was the meanest person she ever knew, and the only reason she fed the trash guys was because that was the only way they would take her trash. It was a barter. Kind of spoiled that first memory for me.
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scrapaddie
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Post by scrapaddie on Jul 17, 2014 3:37:41 GMT
I remember being held by my dad in my parents bedroom. My mon and sister were sitting on the bed... I remember being taken out of my crib by my sister and being afraid to cry in my crib because I Would get spanked. I have a lot of memories of my brother and especially his death when I was 4.
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thecurleyque
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Post by thecurleyque on Jul 17, 2014 4:21:05 GMT
I was about 4. I remember my Mom being pregnant and lying on our couch. My second memory is breaking my arm.
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Post by pb on Jul 17, 2014 4:26:01 GMT
The day JFK died. I was about three and the neighborhood went so still and quiet and my mother was crying.
I also have a sense memory from when I was about a year or so. When I was about 30 I was shopping with my mother for an oriental rug. After looking at lots of rugs she asked me what I thought and I pointed to one on the wall and said how much I was drawn to it. Turned out it was the same pattern and color as her Auntie's dinning room rug. My mom was raised by her aunt and uncle and she would take me to go visit them when I was a baby and I would sit and play on that rug.
PB
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Post by joylynaroundthebnd on Jul 17, 2014 4:41:39 GMT
I was three when my sister was born and I remember watching my mom feeding her mashed peas.
She was born "pigeon toed" and at that time, late 60's, the fix was for her to wear shoes attached to a flat metal bar. We slept on bunk beds and for some reason when she was about 1, she slept on the top bunk. I would always watch to see if she would scrap that bar on the ceiling.
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Post by AngieandSnoopy on Jul 17, 2014 4:47:10 GMT
I have two memories when I was 2, not sure which one was first. My mother doesn't believe I REALLY remember but I KNOW I do. Some of my cousins from my father's side also have memories that early. ONE I'm sure was kept alive because there is a picture of the incident or a picture of ONE of the times I ran to the screen door and me and my friend Sharon kissed one another through the screen. BUT the memory I have is of Sharon's face through the screen and the feel of the screen on my lips and face.
The other one, I know I was 2-1/2 because that is when I went almost totally deaf for 3 days after I was given streptomycin for a cold. I remember the feeling of confusion of standing in the middle of the living room floor and all I heard was "quiet". I do NOT remember thinking in words, more that I remember NOT hearing anything and feeling confused. My mother stomped the floor and yelled my name and I remember turning around. Streptomycin can and does cause nerve deafness. Fortunately, when my hearing came back, I was left with enough hearing to survive ok with lip reading thrown in.
I was NOT the only one because Gordon was in my first grade class and was profoundly deaf and failed first grade. I only realized a few years ago that it must have been Dr. Jones that gave that to all of us until too many people lost hearing. There were others Gordon and my age. In second grade, I remember there was a girl that was a lot more deaf than me and it was my job to let her know when to line up for lunch and recess. I remember the end of school picnic at the park and I "lost" her for a while. She didn't make my "job" easy! I remember being rather relieved that she wasn't in my class the next year. But no teacher would have put that burden on me then because by that time, my father was dying.
I remembered our vacation when I was 3, a few months from 4. When we went back to that great-aunt's house when I was 18, I showed my sister, who was born a few months after the vacation, around the house. Took her straight to the room where the baby grand piano was. I remembered quite a few things on that trip.
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Post by scrappinmom3 on Jul 17, 2014 4:47:59 GMT
i remember when I was three and I reached up to the counter and spilled a Tupperware cup of scalding coffee on myself (I loved black olives and I thought that was what it was). My mom acted quickly and luckily I wasn't scarred. My next memories are from kindergarten.
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Post by kristalina on Jul 17, 2014 4:53:12 GMT
I must have been 3, based on where we lived. I was eating Cheerios at the kitchen table and my mom and I watched a helicopter crash in the field behind our house. I can still see it clearly. My other memory from that age was my mom making pancakes for all the kids on our block, we were having a pancake-eating contest. I barfed pancakes and have never been able to eat them since. I lost the contest.
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Post by piapea on Jul 17, 2014 6:18:05 GMT
I was three (1950's) and in the hospital getting my tonsils out. I spent the night and the surgery was planned for the morning. They put me in a diaper and put me in a crib. I was an older sister and didn't wear diapers or sleep in a crib.
I remember standing in the crib yelling that I had to go potty, and they kept telling me to hush and pee in the diaper. There was a big kid next to me in a small cot (it was a ward) and he was crying and calling for his mommy. I remember thinking he was acting like my little brother who was a baby. He was probably 4 or 5.
Finally, after what seemed like hours they took me down the hall to the bathroom. I remember holding the nurse's hand.
I don't remember before or after the surgery, just the diaper incident.
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anniebygaslight
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Post by anniebygaslight on Jul 17, 2014 6:25:50 GMT
Going to my Dad's cousins wedding at Longsight Methodist Chapel in Manchester. I particularly remembered the wedding party posing for photos on the steps outside the chapel, and it was snowing. Sure enough, when I met up with my Dad's cousin, and mentioned this, she produced some photos of her wedding, and there we all were, on the steps, and there was snow on the ground. We worked out that I would have been about 3 and a half at the time.
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BarbaraUK
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Post by BarbaraUK on Jul 17, 2014 10:11:13 GMT
Going to my Dad's cousins wedding at Longsight Methodist Chapel in Manchester. I particularly remembered the wedding party posing for photos on the steps outside the chapel, and it was snowing. Sure enough, when I met up with my Dad's cousin, and mentioned this, she produced some photos of her wedding, and there we all were, on the steps, and there was snow on the ground. We worked out that I would have been about 3 and a half at the time. I was born just outside of Manchester and one of my first memories is going into Manchester with family for an Easter clothes shopping trip and being taken into Kendals department store by my Uncle and being bought a very elegant umbrella because it was pouring down with rain. I would have been around 4 at the time. Mum was shocked because he had bought a very expensive brolly for a child! I kept that umbrella for forever!!
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anniebygaslight
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Post by anniebygaslight on Jul 17, 2014 10:14:45 GMT
Going to my Dad's cousins wedding at Longsight Methodist Chapel in Manchester. I particularly remembered the wedding party posing for photos on the steps outside the chapel, and it was snowing. Sure enough, when I met up with my Dad's cousin, and mentioned this, she produced some photos of her wedding, and there we all were, on the steps, and there was snow on the ground. We worked out that I would have been about 3 and a half at the time. I was born just outside of Manchester and one of my first memories is going into Manchester with family for an Easter clothes shopping trip and being taken into Kendals department store by my Uncle and being bought a very elegant umbrella because it was pouring down with rain. I would have been around 4 at the time. Mum was shocked because he had bought a very expensive brolly for a child! I kept that umbrella for forever!! Ooh! Kendals! Those were the days. My great grandmother was the cook at Mr Kendal's home. He lived in Disley apparently. Where were you born?
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BarbaraUK
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Post by BarbaraUK on Jul 17, 2014 10:22:55 GMT
I was born just outside of Manchester and one of my first memories is going into Manchester with family for an Easter clothes shopping trip and being taken into Kendals department store by my Uncle and being bought a very elegant umbrella because it was pouring down with rain. I would have been around 4 at the time. Mum was shocked because he had bought a very expensive brolly for a child! I kept that umbrella for forever!! Ooh! Kendals! Those were the days. My great grandmother was the cook at Mr Kendal's home. He lived in Disley apparently. Where were you born? A little village just outside of Bolton. Yes, I remember my Grandmother telling me the Kendals had a lovely home in Disley - can't remember why now though.
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Post by disneypal on Jul 17, 2014 10:49:32 GMT
I was 2, my brother had started kindergarten and caught chickenpox . I was so happy he got to stay home from school and play with me. I remember my mom letting us sit on the kitchen floor and bang on the pots and pans (our drums).
Years later when I shared this memory with my mom, she said the doctor advised her to expose me so I could get the chickenpox over with too. (No vaccine back in those days).
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Post by gar on Jul 17, 2014 10:51:48 GMT
Walking up the long driveway to my nursery school
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Post by whipea on Jul 17, 2014 11:43:43 GMT
This is so weird, but I remember the mobile that hung above my crib and can still describe it in detail. Years ago I described it to my mother and she confirmed that it was the mobile. She told me it had hung there from infancy until I was about a year old. I thought maybe I saw a picture, but there were none with that mobile.
Another memory is standing inside my my crib chewing on the yellow plastic that covered the wood rails. I remember the texture and taste. I guess I must have been about a year old.
I have quite a few very detailed memories from before starting school, but don't ask what I had for lunch yesterday, not a clue.
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anniebeth24
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Post by anniebeth24 on Jul 17, 2014 12:22:33 GMT
I was just over three. My pinky finger was closed in the hinge of an entry door. We had just returned from the beach and I can picture my mom's swimsuit and the orange/rust/gold striped (yes, early '70s) towel that she used to wrap my hand. I remember thinking that the bloody tip of my finger looked like a baked bean. I also have an image of the hand specialist's office and the hot soapy water they dipped my hand in when they were either stitching or removing stitches.
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Post by dulcemama on Jul 17, 2014 12:33:03 GMT
This is so weird, but I remember the mobile that hung above my crib and can still describe it in detail. Years ago I described it to my mother and she confirmed that it was the mobile. She told me it had hung there from infancy until I was about a year old. I thought maybe I saw a picture, but there were none with that mobile. Another memory is standing inside my my crib chewing on the yellow plastic that covered the wood rails. I remember the texture and taste. I guess I must have been about a year old. I have quite a few very detailed memories from before starting school, but don't ask what I had for lunch yesterday, not a clue. I have a friend who swears he remembers being washed in the hospital when he was born. I'm fascinated by people with extremely early memories.
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gloryjoy
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Post by gloryjoy on Jul 17, 2014 12:55:49 GMT
I was a little over 2, maybe 2 and 2 months. I was living with my Grandma and Grandpa because my mom was pregnant with her fifth child and she had hepatitis. My brothers and sister were in school but I was not and she wasn't able to look after me being so ill. I remember their stool in the kitchen I loved that stool, it had a step that pulled out and you sat up high. When they came to pick me up I wouldn't go to my Mom. And I have always been close to my Dad .
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Post by johna on Jul 17, 2014 13:02:05 GMT
My earliest memory was my mom and dad bringing home my baby sister from the hospital. I was just under 3 1/2 years old. My older sister and I were playing in the wading pool. We would get sit in the pool to get wet and then run and make butt prints down the sidewalk. LOL! I remember walking over to the car to see my sister and then running back to the pool.
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Post by lbp on Jul 17, 2014 13:11:09 GMT
I remember spending the night with my maternal grandparents and sleeping in between them in bed. I remember being wrapped in a blanket and carried outside to the river that separated my Grandfather's farm and his brother's farm. My Grandparents and I got into the little skiff and rowed over to the brothers farm. It was still night and I remember the motion of the water. I was carried into their house and put in bed. I remember waking up and no one was in the house but my cousin Jeannie was lying in the bed with me. I woke her and we went to the kitchen and breakfast had been left on the table for us. We sat down and ate and then went outside looking for the adults. We found them in the garden picking beans. I was 3 years old and Jeannie would have been about 2 1/2.
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Post by MichyM on Jul 17, 2014 13:51:29 GMT
Seattle's 1965 earthquake. My brother was jutst a couple of weeks old and I was just shy of 4 years old. He, my mom, and I were in his room when it happened. My mom shoved me under his crib. My sister must have been at school because I have no recollection of her being there. I remember the kitchen was a big mess afterwards. Stuff had fallen all over. I assume there was damage to the rest of the house, but the kitchen is all I remember.
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Post by sweetshabbyroses on Jul 17, 2014 16:47:38 GMT
I was bitten by a dog when I had just turned three. I remember it just like it was yesterday. I even know why the dog bit me. I played with him all the time. He was my grandfather's dog and my grandfather had a boat sitting on the ground under a shelter. The dog and I climbed in and were playing when I decided that I wanted the dog to get under the seat. I kept pushing him but he wouldn't go. I guess he got tired of my pushing because he turned around the snapped me in the forehead and on the arm. I remember screaming and my grandmother running out to me. She laid me on a towel and took me home to my Mother. I remember lots of blood, lots and lots of blood. I still have the scars. The one on my forehead grew up into my hair line and you would never know it is there. The one on my arm is really small. Strange thing though, I've never been afraid of dogs. I remember going right back out to play with him the next day.
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Post by lilacgal on Jul 17, 2014 17:33:43 GMT
I remember reaching up and taking a life saver off of my birthday cake. My mom had it on top of the ironing board in a spare bedroom. I've seen pictures of the cake...looked good even with a missing decoration. I also remember lying to her about it.
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peabay
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Post by peabay on Jul 17, 2014 17:35:56 GMT
Mine was fairly late. I remember my first day of kindergarten. I was 4. I really don't think I have any clear memories prior to that.
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lippymans
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Post by lippymans on Jul 17, 2014 17:47:21 GMT
Mine is visiting my little sister in the hospital, the night she died, and her funeral. I would have been around 3 1/2-4 years old.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2014 17:47:54 GMT
I remember looking at myself in a mirror. I was wearing red pajams. Based on where my parents lived at the time, I was around 2 years old. I have a sense of a time that my cousin and I ran down the cotton rows heading toward the highway. It was around the same time.
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freebird
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Post by freebird on Jul 17, 2014 17:50:05 GMT
I remember running to get a diaper for myself and there were none there. I was 3?? My mother stored them in a stack on top of a yellow wooden box in my bedroom. I still have that yellow box.
My husband can remember his first birthday party.
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Post by cadoodlebug on Jul 17, 2014 17:53:27 GMT
I was almost 3 and were were stationed in Long Beach. My dad left the cereal box on the counter and I remember ants were EVERYWHERE! It is still implanted in my brain!
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Post by cadoodlebug on Jul 17, 2014 17:57:17 GMT
I was three (1950's) and in the hospital getting my tonsils out. Wow, you just gave me an earlier memory than the one I posted! My sister and I both had our tonsils out when she was 5 and I was 2 and 1/2. I can remember the ether mask coming down on my face. It was also 1950!
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