I remember when my father would get mad at my mom and leave. I felt like
he was never coming back.
memory neville
- Wednesday, October 07, 1998 at 09:14:54 (PDT)
Looking up at the wall stuffed with stuffed animals my dad tacked up there for me.-3 yrs. old 14 now
Sylvester Staloane
- Tuesday, October 06, 1998 at 18:00:57 (PDT)
Watching my sister's toy piano bouncing down the stairs after I threw it down. It made lovely jangling noises. I was two.
Kim
- Monday, October 05, 1998 at 07:25:10 (PDT)
I was riding in our car in my mothers arms, we hit a patch of ice and spun round and round it was dark outside and I remember the headlights shining through the woods as we spun. as an adult I asked my father how old I was, he said "you couldn't remember that, you were only seven months old, it was your first winter."
tom farr
- Sunday, October 04, 1998 at 22:46:14 (PDT)
My dad took me to the park at 5am after he took me to the doctor because I was sick, I was about 4 yrs. old.
Dennis
- Saturday, October 03, 1998 at 14:33:45 (PDT)
My mon standng behind me when i was 3 or 4 and hitting me over and over again.
Barbara Rademacher
- Saturday, October 03, 1998 at 06:50:45 (PDT)
Taking off my boots when I went to a neighbor's house. It was in Canada. I was 2.
Cath
- Friday, October 02, 1998 at 22:10:20 (PDT)
Cutting up my friend's brother's new Nikes. I was 12 years old and I know its accurate because I've told everybody I know.
Malicious Tone
- Friday, October 02, 1998 at 11:58:03 (PDT)
When I was a baby, my mother and father would take special care to see to it that I was comfy and cozy. To this day, I resent the feeling of being buried under blankets -soft, or heavy.
I remember how uncomfortable I felt being smoothered in blankets.
- Thursday, October 01, 1998 at 10:42:34 (PDT)
Helping my little sister do her first cartwheel
Michele McDonald
- Thursday, October 01, 1998 at 08:19:21 (PDT)
Putting a piece of doo-doo in a small paper bag and lighting it on fire and putting it in my little sisters playhouse.
Danielle Fletcher
- Thursday, October 01, 1998 at 08:17:33 (PDT)
my first greyhound Jamey
shawn terkeurst
- Thursday, October 01, 1998 at 08:15:10 (PDT)
I was about 3. I remember the smell of my fathers pipe. Sometimes when I smell pipe tobacco, the hair on the back of my neck sticks up and I remember him. He died of lung cancer when I was 5.
Barbara Zydel
- Thursday, October 01, 1998 at 05:48:20 (PDT)
I was around 3 or so b/c we just moved to a new house. I remember walking through the gate from our barn to the backyard with my mom, dad and my brother. It was a beautiful summer day, I was wearing a blue dress. This memory I have told to dozens of people including my parents and they seem to agree with me since we would go through that gate often coming from the pond or the barn.
raisnone@aol.com
- Wednesday, September 30, 1998 at 21:50:54 (PDT)
Walking down sidewalk and looking behind a brick house and saw a "ghost", I think it was someone in a white sheet. I was less than 3 years old since the house was where we lived until moving to Florida when I was three.
brenfroe@innet.com
- Wednesday, September 30, 1998 at 21:16:35 (PDT)
I was on a wooden back stairs and a small white and brown/black dog visited. Had to be less than 3 because we moved than.
georgia@batnet.com
- Wednesday, September 30, 1998 at 19:38:04 (PDT)
I was on a wooden back stairs and a small wite and brown/black dog visited. Had to be less than 3 because we moved than.
georgia@batnet.com
- Wednesday, September 30, 1998 at 19:36:55 (PDT)
My mom was singing a song while she was changing me.
Amy
- Wednesday, September 30, 1998 at 16:52:57 (PDT)
3years old Sitting on my uncles lap in a rocking chair rocking back and forth while he talked to my mom and brother.
Daze984
- Wednesday, September 30, 1998 at 14:29:40 (PDT)
The earliest memory I have is when my brother and I were playing in the snow and all we had on were our underwear and boots. I can still to this day 20 years later picture it. I was 3years old then. I've only told this story a few times. I know it's accurate because my brother and I have the same memory.
Stephanie
- Wednesday, September 30, 1998 at 07:51:21 (PDT)
I was less than 2 years old, and I remember holding on to my stuffed yellow horse with red gingham ears. I have shared this, and it is accura
Shana
- Tuesday, September 29, 1998 at 16:41:34 (PDT)
Waking up in the middle of the night to sounds of shouting. My father was drunk and beating my mother again. I think I was 3 years old.
Guidry
- Sunday, September 27, 1998 at 15:48:42 (PDT)
I remember going to a picnic with my dad and going home with my mom. I was about an hour old. =)
Rob
- Sunday, September 27, 1998 at 12:54:43 (PDT)
Riding on my brother Jon's motorcycle...going REALLY fast!!
ash
- Sunday, September 27, 1998 at 10:58:14 (PDT)
I was ice-skating with my tennis shoes on. I must have been about two years old.
Drew
- Saturday, September 26, 1998 at 19:40:56 (PDT)
when I was 4 we had a pet fox in our garage.
Stacey in Ohio
- Friday, September 25, 1998 at 08:57:44 (PDT)
I remeber when I was little I knocked my brother off the steps and made him cut his chin open.
Ann Ashley
- Friday, September 25, 1998 at 08:53:56 (PDT)
Play with toys on a dirt pile behind the house. Describe to my dad and he believes I was around 3 years old.
George
- Thursday, September 24, 1998 at 18:11:24 (PDT)
running after an older girl, to the kitchen where her mom was frying some cookies, this girl whom i have never met again, i was three or four, then.
Shakya
- Thursday, September 24, 1998 at 05:50:32 (PDT)
standing in a field behind our new house thinking we were the richest people alive because we owned such a huge backyard I was three years old Yes, I have told the memory many times It was not accurate since the backyard was, in actuality, a very small backyard...it just seemed big at the time
Glen
- Wednesday, September 23, 1998 at 10:01:16 (PDT)
Sharing my cheerios with my chihuahua
Mandy Rogde
- Wednesday, September 23, 1998 at 00:50:46 (PDT)
Seeing the ghost of my grandfather right after he had died. I mus have been a year and something months old. Really, I'm not lying, ask my twin sister and my grandmother.
Gaby
- Tuesday, September 22, 1998 at 17:58:29 (PDT)
The day when the three fingers of my right hand were stuck in a bicycle chain and my relatives had to cut that chain to free my fingers
Adhikari
- Tuesday, September 22, 1998 at 07:38:13 (PDT)
Jumping into the swimming pool with my floaty ring on. 2 1nd 1/2 years. It is accurate I asked my mother about it and she said I was always in the pool as a little kid.
Fiona Wilson
- Tuesday, September 22, 1998 at 06:37:13 (PDT)
Seeing the snails migrate across my yard every morning in Guam. I must have been about 4.
jjenkins
- Tuesday, September 22, 1998 at 05:40:46 (PDT)
When I was about 5, I thought that when it got dark, the rainbow would glow!
K. Pye
- Monday, September 21, 1998 at 19:38:09 (PDT)
Walking to a door and opening it
m. benn
- Monday, September 21, 1998 at 14:26:32 (PDT)
Running away from home with old faucets in my doll's pram. I was about 3 years old.
Lesley
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 21:09:43 (PDT)
My babysitter tickling my bare feet.
Oscar
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 19:33:59 (PDT)
I remember my Nana and I throwing rocks into an irrigation ditch in Oklahoma City. I was probably two or three years old. I'm not certain how accurate the memory itself is or if it is my earliest memory. I may remember it because my Nana would lovingly tease me in later years about how much I LOVED throwing rocks into that ditch.
Tambi
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 18:33:25 (PDT)
Standing on the seat of my grandfather's car going to pick up my dad who was a soldier. I was almost 2. Sure it is accurate since my grandfather once told me I could not possibly remember that.
chris
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 17:14:14 (PDT)
GETTING STUCK IN THE MUD WITH A NEIGHBOR GIRL, AND STEPPING OUT OF MY RUBBER BOOTS. I WAS THREE.
CARR BIEKER
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 14:33:24 (PDT)
My youngest recollections of events are hazed and obsolete of the key senses that act as building blocks in my adult memory today, such as the way in which something smells, feels, tastes, sounds and appears. Only a couple of my senses reacted and took note of the day in which might be my earliest memory. I believe I was approximately three years young. I was in a oblong shaped pool, wearing a whole peice suit, hot pink in color with a trim of white ruffle around the leg holes and across the bodice. There were many other children and mothers around. I don't recall faces, shapes, or names....just colors and my inner thoughts. My eyes documented the deep aqua hue of the pool, my irradescent bathing suit, the very pale almost colorless sky and grassless land by which stood two tall palm trees. I felt cold, and icky, it was the beginning of fall...I wanted to get out and dry off.--I believe it was some form of swiming class. The unmentionable detail that I carry with me to this day is that I was adopted when I was eight months old. I was enrolled in this swim class around the age of three years- from what my adopted mother told me. Upon meeting my natural mother only two years ago, some 20 years after this memory was thought to have taken place, I had found that she carried with her a picture- one of only a couple of me- with herself and my grandmother in a pool with many others around. It was not until I saw this picture that a question rose in my head as to whether or not the memeory that I thought was created in my third year of life, with my adopted mother, could have possibly been created at the very early age of eight months, with a mother that I knew for only a brief amount of time. I have never asked either of my mothers about confirming the details, although they are both very much alive. I fear that my mind might be playing a false memory trick on me. Although my memory feels very valid, I understand the tendancy for people to view a picture and inherently enter it into their memory bank as their own photographic construction of past events. I therefore do not know if I am remembering my toddler swim class or the picture of myself at eight months old in a similar shaped pool with my natural mother and grandmother. I suppose I will never know, although it does not do much in the way of haunt me.
D. Jarrels
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 13:37:05 (PDT)
A stuffed toy monkey and a straw farmer's hat were my favorite things and they were with me from the earliest times. I haven't had them since about age three. So they are my earliest memories. I think that memories beyond that exist only as feelings inexplicable by anyone who has them. If the brisk beginnings of autumn weather make you want to cuddle in close to another person, could this be because your mother at some point in your babyhood bundled you to her own bosom when the lazy days of summer were push aside by fall's gray.
Kem barfield
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 12:24:28 (PDT)
The first time I kissed a girl who was wearing lipstick.
Larry N Stouffer
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 10:53:57 (PDT)
It must have been a tramatic birth because I remember being born: cycles of intense pain and blackness punctuated by periods of peace, warm bliss.
Jeff Greene
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 10:52:44 (PDT)
Holding hands with Mary Louise Osborn when we were six.
Larry N Stouffer
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 10:51:56 (PDT)
waking up from my nap and my mother telling me my brother was on his way and to go get towels. I climbed up on the counter in the kitchen to get paper towels, all proud of myself, I ran back to her bedroom. She said thanks honey but I wanted bathroom towels. At the age of 2 how was I to know that when having a baby unexpectedly at home, a person might want bath towels?!
s.anderson
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 10:50:15 (PDT)
Being chased by a swarm of bees.
Larry N Stouffer
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 10:49:25 (PDT)
I must have been about five when I woke up from a terrible nightmare about little monkeys in red bell-hop suits counting down from ten. I don't know what was to happen when they got to zero, but I woke up unable to scream at the number one.
Kate Majewski
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 10:47:27 (PDT)
I remember darkness....then bright light. I heard muffled sounds and I remember crying. It was the day I was born.
C.J.G.
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 10:07:04 (PDT)
AT THE AGE OF 2 I WAS LIFTED THROUGH A WINDOW TO OPEN A DOOR FOR MY PARENTS.
S.FISHER
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 08:09:06 (PDT)
Going up a hill to cut down a Christmas tree when I was about 2 or 3. I am sure it's accurate per my parents
John Renfro
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 07:30:16 (PDT)
I remember dreaming of pirates while I was very sick. I couldn't wake up and was very frightened.
Sanja S.
- Sunday, September 20, 1998 at 06:54:49 (PDT)
playing in my play pen which had a loose rung on one side and I could get out by checking each one until I found it and then removing it. I was about 18 months old. We lived in an old farm house. I remember digging the dirt from between the floor boards with a nail and my mother making me stop because the cold air would blow in. I was about two years old. I have told this only about two times and I know it to be accurate.
J. W. P.
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 21:38:10 (PDT)
I remember the feel and smell of hot, wet, wool army blankets on my legs and back as I lay face down on a hospital bed. It was 1953 and I had polio. I was five years old, but I can't remember much pior to that time. They say I used to be right handed, but I can't imagine now how that would feel.
Mike Ritter
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 20:49:24 (PDT)
WALKING INTO THE BATROOMWHERE MY FATHER SAT IN A HUGE CLAWFOOT TUB. MY MOTHER SAYS THIS WAS THE SECOND TIME I WAKED AT A LITTLE OVER A YEAR OLD.
ASIA
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 20:38:03 (PDT)
the smell and coolness of a quilt on the floor for me to take a nap on.
d mills
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 20:16:59 (PDT)
Seeing my mother get sea-sick in a drinking fountain while we sailed to Europe.
Kim Ljungberg
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 18:35:16 (PDT)
I was 3 and had pneumonia. The nurses were mean and were hurting me with the needles. We were in a green room and it took three nurses and my dad to hold me down.
Amanda
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 18:22:10 (PDT)
Being burned by a cigarette at an amusement park.
JAD
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 18:18:22 (PDT)
makeing a jelly and manaise sandwhich I didn't like it! It's true believe me it was very tramatizing. under 2 years old.
stephen b
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 18:17:44 (PDT)
A metal alarm clock fell into my crib when I was two and took a divot out of my scalp where a widow's peak used to be. I know it's true because I have a scar there.
Chris
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 16:04:45 (PDT)
I must have been around 2 or 3. I was sitting on the stairs while my mother vacuumed. No one else was home. I was lonely.
Shay
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 15:59:06 (PDT)
When I was three I was stung by several bees. My brother brought me my first cream soda he poured it into a plastic blue-green teacup. I felt better and I still do when I think about it.
Denise Chase
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 14:03:48 (PDT)
I was 2 or under. sitting at the kitchen table , my Dad teaching me how to use a straw by sucking, I kept blowing.
Robin
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 13:54:48 (PDT)
I remember going underwater and there were other people around me. The water made everything look green, and quiet. A man pulled me up, and I laughed. I was very young---around two years.This is the only memory I have of physical contact with my father, who died when I was three. When I recounted this to my Aunt recently, she verified that the location is one where the family often swam, and that it no longer exists, due to renovation of the shoreline.
Denny
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 10:21:06 (PDT)
Standing in my playpen, saying the word
Scott Kelly
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 07:14:00 (PDT)
My earliest memory was of my mom and dad leaving me with my grandparents. I was frightened and crying, as I watched them leaving from a window
Barbara Revis
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 06:02:32 (PDT)
When I was two, I remember my mom leaving me at someones house while she went to work. I sat on the wooden staircase inside waiting for her to come and get me. She quit working soon after. Then she had my sister. I am three years older than her so I am sure it accurate. I have never told this memory to anyone until now.
Rob Grego
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 05:47:14 (PDT)
I was three years old. I can remeber playing in my sand pit outside the kitchen window. Suddenly a small lizard appeared on the edge of the sand pit which scared me so much that I ran screaming to my mum.
Richard Mumford
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 02:32:39 (PDT)
I tripped, fell and cut my head open on the street curb when I was three years old. I remember being in a bright tiled room with huge lights blinding my eyes. I've told it a few times, something you don't brag about you know, and I know it's accurate because I have a scar from where they put the stitches some 40 years ago! hehehehee :p
kathyz@swbell.net
- Saturday, September 19, 1998 at 00:05:04 (PDT)
I was about three years old and my mom taught me how to "snap" my bubble gum and blow bubbles. I have not told the memory very many times, only when people complain that I am annoying them with my obnoxious snapping. I'm sure it's accurate, I remember it like it was yesterday. trouthouse@voyager.net
Lori Trout
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 22:10:54 (PDT)
I remember being put into a child harness that attached to the clothes line and playing with a toy tractor and plow in the dirt. My folks now tell me it was while they went to the barn to milk the cows, we left the farm when I was three.
D. K. Panter
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 22:01:07 (PDT)
I remember crying every morning to go to school with my older brothers and sisters. I was about 3 years old.
Cheryl Parker
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 20:43:04 (PDT)
My mother sat me on something (a chest)and left me sitting there alone. I was afraid I'd fall backward and hit my head on the floor. I felt wobbly. Mama stood near a man and they were talking and looking at me. I didn't know what was going on. The man put his head under something black. He had something in his hand that made a noise. The picture that I have of this says I was 10 months old. I didn't have much hair yet. The man was a photographer. I didn't remember this until looking at the picture recently. I am 51. Have only told about the memory a few times now since I just remembered it this summer. I know it is accurate because I remember feeling wobbly and afraid of falling. When I asked my mother about it, she confirmed that it was one of those old fashioned cameras where he put his head under a black cover. I even remember him changing the slides on the camera although I had no idea what he was doing at the time, nor that I was having a picture taken. I haven't had a picture taken with a camera like that since.
Joan Quillian
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 20:29:10 (PDT)
My earliest memory is of laying in my crib by the living roonm window. It was a cloudy day, late in the day, and my mother was reading a book to me. She reached over and patted my hand, and I remember thinking how little my hand was compared to hers. She later told me I was 15 months old at the time, as I had been sick.
V.L. Craig
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 19:52:35 (PDT)
While trying to plug my record player into the electrical outlet I received a shock. The carpet in the room was green. I was 3 years old. I am sure my memory is accurate.
Rebecca
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 19:26:49 (PDT)
i remember i was about 2 and my mom was getting me dressed for bed. she pulled my arm out of the socket when she was putting my arm into the sleeve and i had to go to the hospital. at the hospital they gave me a red lollipop.
R. Lesiak
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 19:20:42 (PDT)
Lying in my front yard at night in October. 3-4 Yrs old. I have not told many people. I'm really sure it's accurate.
M. S. Kelly Branan
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 18:32:10 (PDT)
I was about two and a half, and my parents were bringing my new baby brother home from the hospital. I remember walking on the sidewalk with them to our house, and I remember something about the word nap. I am sure the memory is accurate.
Darlene Smint
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 18:24:43 (PDT)
I WAS TWO YEARS OLD AND REMEMBER STEALING A BOWL OF SWEETENED CONDENSED MILK FROM THE FRIDGE,AND MY MOTHER WALKING IN AND LAUGHING AT ME,TELLING ME THAT I COULDNT EAT IT.(I HAVE TOLD THE MEMORY MANY TIMES AND AM SURE IT IS ACCURATE}
MICHELLE LONGLEY
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 17:54:09 (PDT)
When I was 2-1/2, on a boat on Lake Erie drinking my 1st Coke from a bottle‰
Julie
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 17:35:54 (PDT)
A dog bit me on the head. I was three
Zoe
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 17:06:10 (PDT)
Asking my mom to take a walk with me. I was 2 and a half. I was so surprised when she said yes b/c she was 7 mos. pregnant with my brother and hadn't taken walks with me for a few months.
Annie Willis
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 15:24:36 (PDT)
When I was around 2 years old, I remember going into our laundry room, and pulling on a cord. Unfortunately, the cord led to the iron, which was a few feet above me. The iron fell on me and I got burnt by it. I really don't tell this memory often, and I'm positive that it's accurate.
Lisa
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 14:35:40 (PDT)
When I was 3 and a 1/2 we were stationed at Clark AFB in Manilla and there was a typhoon and we sat on crates in our new home with no electrity. I have told the story many times and it has been told to me many times by my parents and siblings.
Steve
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 13:34:55 (PDT)
Being stung by a wasp that flew out of the wooden gate at the end of our driveway as my mother left for work.
Lisa Morrow
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 12:14:44 (PDT)
Standing next to my father and siblings watching sadly as my mother walked away to catch an airplane -- as I found out later. I remember being in a very large space and standing next to an escalator. I was 4.
Mary Brady
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 11:31:37 (PDT)
Wanting my sister's really cool doll that she got for her 5th birthday. It had sunglasses! I was 2 1/2.
Julayne Joseph
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 11:23:11 (PDT)
running through the wet sheets hung on our clothesline in the backyard on a bright spring day. There were violets in the grass. I was about three.
snoop1960
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 11:15:53 (PDT)
Watching my mother coming home from the hospital with my new baby brother.
Patricia Burk
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 10:59:08 (PDT)
At two and a half I was jumping on my parents big bed when they walked in with my new sister. I was not allowed on the bed and I was sure I would be in trouble. Instead my parents were very excited to show me my new sister. I told this story to my parents when I was a teenager and it conformed to their memory of the event. I have not told it often.
Patricia Williams
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 10:31:44 (PDT)
I remember standing on the front porch of our new house. I was looking down the street watching the bulldozer. The few houses that were there had no grass. I believe I was about 3 years old.
Karen Marlowe
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 10:11:19 (PDT)
I was about 4 years old and I took one of the chicks (baby chicken)and put it in a barrel of water and toped it. Then I went back to check and the poor chick was dead. I felt really bad cause my parents cooked the dead chick. My sisters to this day call me killer. But I did not mean to do such horrible thing. I share this all the time
Zulma Menjivar
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 08:17:28 (PDT)
I remember being home with my grandmother and two sisters. My grandmother set the kitchen on fire. I was delighted with the incident because I got to jump on the furniture crying out for help. It rather seemed like a fun time for me. I think I was between 3 1/2 or 4 years old. The memory is accurate because I share it with my sisters all the time and they get the same exact feeling.
Zulma Menjivar
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 08:05:38 (PDT)
The sunshine on my face, looking at a butterfly. I think I was about 1 and a half years old. and had been set down in a meadow in back of our house
Val
- Friday, September 18, 1998 at 07:59:16 (PDT)
Visiting my grand parents and having my grandfather call me "come sit with me my little puppy" in french. I'd sit on his lap for seemingly hours. The old rocking chair would creek loudly as we rocked. I remeber the spittoon by his chair, I was always curious about it.
C.E.BELANGER
- Wednesday, September 16, 1998 at 12:04:06 (PDT)
Playing on mattresses with a new girl who just moved in.
J.L.P
- Wednesday, September 16, 1998 at 07:43:02 (PDT)
I was about three and remember my three older brothers smaoking coffee grounds wrapped in a grocery bill
Gene Overall
- Tuesday, September 15, 1998 at 16:36:50 (PDT)
I was standing on the front porch with my mom, while she swept the leaves off. I kept asking her how long until I am four years old. So that would mean I was three. I have asked her but she doesn't remember.
Jamie Frakes
- Monday, September 14, 1998 at 10:27:40 (PDT)
Living in a tent with Mommy and Daddy while there were other people in their tents on the field. I believe it was at the veterans march on Washington about 1930?? I have never looked up the date. I would have been about three if it was 1930.
Grace van Dyk
- Monday, September 14, 1998 at 08:19:27 (PDT)
My earliest memory was crashing through the screen of the back door on my walker. (The back door was open.) I have told this story many times in greater detail, and I always get a laugh out of it. It's accurate, trust me......I still have the scars.
~eMMy~ ;)
- Sunday, September 13, 1998 at 15:36:56 (PDT)
As a small child being rushed to the hospital with Mother holding me and Dad driving wearing pink pants and black shiny shoes.
ADH
- Sunday, September 13, 1998 at 07:05:33 (PDT)
hearing santa's sleigh bells on Christmas Eve (it really was my mom ringing them downstairs she later told me) I guess I was three
andrea colangelo
- Saturday, September 12, 1998 at 18:48:12 (PDT)
I remember my 2nd birthday in New Mexico. Bright sunshine, sitting at a little green table in the backyard with my cake in front of me. My mom got behind me and someone took pictures of us. I knew I was a big deal on that day.
Dana
- Friday, September 11, 1998 at 07:12:00 (PDT)
When I was three, about to turn four, I pouted because I wished to be a year older, four turning five; that way I could attend kindergarten with my best friend Chris the following fall. I was sitting on the front porch of our house, begging my mother to let me be five. She told me she couldn't do it, but I didn't believe her. The sun was shining, and I remember a light breeze blowing.
Robert Weaver
- Thursday, September 10, 1998 at 18:40:26 (PDT)
When I was 3, I got in the front seat of my grandfather's full size conversion van, pulled the gear shift( there were no keys in ), and sat there screaming as the van started to roll backwards( we lived on an incline ). The van made a big dent in the neighbor's car. I'm sure this is accurate b/c we had to pay for the neighbor's car repairs!
rachel
- Thursday, September 10, 1998 at 16:08:23 (PDT)
My earliest memory is spreading my dog's legs and giving it the sharpshooter.
Corey Haag
- Thursday, September 10, 1998 at 08:33:58 (PDT)
My earliest memory is eating a hoagie with a lot of mayo on it. I think it was hellman's.
Vicki R.
- Thursday, September 10, 1998 at 08:32:55 (PDT)
My earliest memory is watching my brother Sam bathe in the shower. I enjoyed that. I am nuts!
Sarah D.
- Thursday, September 10, 1998 at 08:32:00 (PDT)
I remember from as early as when I was 2 yrs. old, I started hearing the voices. They started speaking to me, and one told me to eat a Dannon yogurt and I did, however I choked on one of the blueberries. I dread that memory until this day. Thank you, and good night. P.S. I am nuts.
Jamie Webber
- Thursday, September 10, 1998 at 08:19:56 (PDT)
Before I could walk on my own, I remember figuring out how the wing nuts worked on my crib. I removed the side to get out.
Lawrence LeBlanc
- Wednesday, September 09, 1998 at 18:30:49 (PDT)
well I remember when my dad left to go to work he had to go away to another country.
camara
- Wednesday, September 09, 1998 at 11:17:37 (PDT)
Throwing my bottle out the window onto the street. It was a light, blue, plastic bottle. I was between 1 1/2 years old and 2.
Emily Devine
- Wednesday, September 09, 1998 at 08:29:19 (PDT)
I broke my arm when I was 18 months old
J Burnham
- Tuesday, September 08, 1998 at 14:49:40 (PDT)
I must've been just a toddler at the time. The memory is from so long ago that I'm not even sure it happened, but then again, no memory can absolutely prove or disprove an event. The image is red, and I am floating in the middle of the living room above where I'm playing. I hover about 6 feet in the air and move through closed sliding-glass doors to the back porch. The memory ends there.
jmorris@uswest.net
- Monday, September 07, 1998 at 16:44:19 (PDT)
I remember when we thought the house was on fire and the fire dept came and put out Mom's biscuits. 5yr
Angela
- Sunday, September 06, 1998 at 19:33:44 (PDT)
I was 3 and was skipping up the sidewalk in 1942, singing "Buckle Down, Winn Sockie." Our neighbor girl was skipping down her sidewalk across the street, singing along on this same song. Later that year, we moved from the above neighborhood to live with my grandfather, & I remember being under the kitchen table, with the dog. I've shared these stories about 5-10 times, & know them to be accurate.
Carol J. Pringle
- Saturday, September 05, 1998 at 17:39:22 (PDT)
I was baptised at 11 months of age. I remember playing with the ribbon markers of the priest's prayer book. I am sure this is accuarate; my god mother remebers the incident.
SAM - 9249
- Saturday, September 05, 1998 at 10:35:31 (PDT)
At two years old, being attacked by a rooster that was as big as me. I have told about this a few times. I am positive that it is accurate.
Scott A. Reinard
- Saturday, September 05, 1998 at 04:08:01 (PDT)
I am in my crib, on my back, and my bottle is being held by an ENORMOUS (in my memory)duck bottle-holder. (I don't know if there is anything like this now.) The nipple of the bottle had slipped out of my mouth and was just out of reach. I remember the anger and frustration I felt at not being able to reach it. I have only told this story a few times. My mother was not able to confirm the duck bottle holder, but she did remember that this was a common piece of baby equipment in 1945.
Judy Britton
- Friday, September 04, 1998 at 14:38:30 (PDT)
I remember farting on my youth group's white water rafting trip during lunch. My 2 friends started laughing and then this strange guy came up to me and said, "GOOD ONE!"
Derek Rabold
- Friday, September 04, 1998 at 08:41:32 (PDT)
I was 4 and there was this girl who threatened to burn my house down because I moved and wouldn't be on her bus anymore, I know this is accurate because she still jokes about it today.
Brett Scipioni
- Friday, September 04, 1998 at 08:40:16 (PDT)
I remember when I was little, everybody made fun of me because I acted like a dragon and breathed on everybody.
Spitler
- Friday, September 04, 1998 at 08:37:39 (PDT)
When I was little, the first 2 foods I wanted to try were tuna and pecans and when I did, they tasted so scrumptious!!!
Katie Derr
- Friday, September 04, 1998 at 08:35:13 (PDT)
I was very happy when I found out my ball, Lyle was born.
Mandy Kimura
- Friday, September 04, 1998 at 08:33:29 (PDT)
I was overjoyed when my brother Sam was born.
Sarah Diamond
- Friday, September 04, 1998 at 08:31:47 (PDT)
Racing my brother up the stairs and falling on my chin and having to get stitches in my chin.
Dustin Noll
- Friday, September 04, 1998 at 08:23:17 (PDT)
Eating a tuna sandwich on rye.
Dallas Noll
- Friday, September 04, 1998 at 08:21:07 (PDT)
my earliest memory was when i was 3 and a half months old;i remember blue and white tiles on a wall and feeling very unhappy.it has always been with me.i asked my mother when i was 27 years old;she told me that it was the kitchen wall of the neighbors and it was the first time they left me to go out for a few hours,thats why i know how old i was,also they never left me there again,we moved soon after that.
yente schokking
- Wednesday, September 02, 1998 at 18:44:45 (PDT)
I REMEMBER MY SISTER COMING IN TO MY CRIB AND SHE HAD TWO RAZOR BLADES, ONE SHE WAS PLAYING WITH, THE OTHER SHE GAVE ME. I COULDN'T REALLY HOLD IT. I DROPPED MINE, SHE CUT HER HANDS.
RISA
- Wednesday, September 02, 1998 at 16:37:06 (PDT)
FALLING ON THE ICE AND CUTTING MY EYEBROW OPEN, BLOOD WAS EVERYWHERE
MARGARET
- Tuesday, September 01, 1998 at 20:39:03 (PDT)
When I was 3 or 4,visiting family in Iowa,and seeing a tornado for the first time.
David Klink
- Tuesday, September 01, 1998 at 16:56:28 (PDT)
I was 4 or 5 years old. The red car we had wasn't working properly and I can remember it stalling a couple of times.
Elise Legault
- Tuesday, September 01, 1998 at 10:48:28 (PDT)
Walking very unsteady between my two brothers. I was maybe year or so old. I've shared it a few times. My mother says she remembers something simular happening.
Danielle Toews
- Tuesday, September 01, 1998 at 04:33:34 (PDT)
in kindergarten i always got in trouble for using the "wrong" colors in coloring books. i cried every day i had to go and they thought that there was something wrong with me.
lisa
- Monday, August 31, 1998 at 22:56:23 (PDT)
I remembered riding on the back of a moped in Italy with the neighbor Maria, who happened to be the baby sitter at the time..We went to get Milk in the bottles. I remember she would make me lunch and I would eat it and take a nap..That is the earliest memory I have.. I was around 3 or 4 years old at the time..That was in 1971..
Craig Milstone ctmilstone@home.com
- Monday, August 31, 1998 at 18:13:49 (PDT)
Riding my bike down the street.
Cynthia Garrido
- Monday, August 31, 1998 at 09:19:51 (PDT)
Being hospitalized with Scarlett Fever.
Pamela Miles
- Monday, August 31, 1998 at 07:37:54 (PDT)
Being hospitalized with Scarlett Fever.
Pamela Miles
- Monday, August 31, 1998 at 07:37:54 (PDT)
Pope John Paul II's visit to Ireland. I was four and his car passed close to our street. I was with my mother in the box room of the local pub and I remember the crowds and the feeling of happiness. Even though I was only 3 and a half at the time I knew something important was happening.
Damien Ryan
- Monday, August 31, 1998 at 07:17:19 (PDT)
