I remember when I was about three years old, mum offered me 20 cents to throw my dummy (pacifier) into the pot belly stove. 20 cents was a lot of money inth ose days so I did it but got so upset afterwards, I have never really forgiven them for that. I haven't really told the memory to other people but have thought about it a lot, it is accurate, I asked my parents and it did happen.
Tania
- Saturday, November 07, 1998 at 17:08:09 (PST)
When my twin brother & I were 5 and had to go to bed early , my Aunt & Uncle would always stop by and visit my parents . Uncle Rodney would always manage to get my very strict father to agree to let him come and say "Hi to the boys". He would always give us a BIG piece of bubble gum to chew on then we would give it back to him befor he left.I always thought that was cool ! My Dad never figured it out.
Vernon B.
- Saturday, November 07, 1998 at 15:14:11 (PST)
I was about a year old and I was sitting in a playpen looking out at the pool. My parents and I were at a 4th of July party in New Jersey. I could see the tall trees, hear the sound of peole laughing and a baby crying. Then I heard and saw a little boy fall into the pool. No one saw or heard him, but since he couldn't swim he drowned. Later when my dad went swimming he saw the body and thought it was a doll. I know it's accurate because my mom remembers exactly where the playpen was and from where it stood I could easily see the pool. Also a 2 year old boy did drown at the party and police reports show that no one saw or heard him.
Sarah
- Saturday, November 07, 1998 at 15:10:00 (PST)
I was 2 or 3 years old, and I was standing in my grandpa's garden, trying to catch a butterfly. I was crying because I couldn't catch it and my mom was scolding me.
Sarah
- Saturday, November 07, 1998 at 14:53:17 (PST)
My earliest memory is from about the age of 2 to three years of age. We lived in Fulton Ky.and were visiting my great grandmother. I needed to use the bathroom and someone brought me to the outhouse.I had never seen one before, and hated it. It smelled bad and I was afraid to sit on the hole,thinking that I would fall through. I cried untill they brought me outside. while they tried to talk me into going back in, I wet myself purposely so I wouldn't have to go back inside. I have been told by my moher that it is an accurate memory. I have recounted it several times to others as I am always interested in hearing their earliest memories.
Pat Mullins
- Friday, November 06, 1998 at 19:50:01 (PST)
Putting my finger into a lamp socket and getting shocked in my grandparents bathroomabout 3. yes.
Dakota Poirier
- Friday, November 06, 1998 at 18:43:06 (PST)
I remember coming home from shopping for Christmas presents for my father...telling him "no we didn't get that--we got you red sweats" and mom looked exasperated while dad laughed. I thought that they were upset with me. It's kind of funny now.
Amber
- Friday, November 06, 1998 at 01:14:15 (PST)
My mom trowing away my stuffed animal
Pat
- Thursday, November 05, 1998 at 18:20:34 (PST)
Eating cupcakes during my nursery school birthday party
Richard Green
- Thursday, November 05, 1998 at 15:32:03 (PST)
When I was about 2, I remember my dad throwing me across the lawn with a fried of his. It was fun until he threw be backwards. I remember being so afraid, but still loving the thrill and being so relieved when I was caught.
Stef Johnson
- Thursday, November 05, 1998 at 08:17:48 (PST)
When I was 2 years old, I would jump into piles of freshly raked leaves in October. Once in the pile, I would burrow then emerge and throw the leaves high in the air.
Denis Beach
- Wednesday, November 04, 1998 at 20:27:21 (PST)
Being selected to be the only person of the day to stand in front of a rare and delicate Seqouia tree when I was three, and have my picture taken by all the tourists.
Katie Rowe
- Wednesday, November 04, 1998 at 18:54:28 (PST)
Another of my early memories that I just thought of was when my mom gave birth to my little brother and I was 23 months old. I remember eating all my mom's Jell-O that she got in the hospital. I have told it many times and I am sure it's accurate since my parents confirmed it.
Jamie Dow (again :-))
- Wednesday, November 04, 1998 at 18:22:39 (PST)
When I was two I took a trip to the Pacific Northwest with my parents. When we were staying on Orcas Island there was a camping area called the "West Beach Resort" that we stayed at. We were about the only people there at the time and I remember a blackberry bush that had a little tunnel in it that I could walk through. I remember the view out of both sides of the "Berry Tunnel"(as I called it): one looked out at the Puget Sound and a dock that stuck out into the Sound, and the other was looking towards a clearing in which our Volkswagen Westfalia camper was parked. My parents always thought that I remembered this spot from photographs, until just lately I began to elaborate on my memories and they realized that my memories included things that weren't in any of the photographs. This last summer we took another trip up to the Pacific Northwest and the place was much like I remembered it, although not exactly the same since it has been 14 years. I was also able to point out the area in which our camper was parked. As for how many times I've told this memory, I've only elaborated on the details of it in the last year or so, and not really very many times.
Jamie Dow
- Wednesday, November 04, 1998 at 17:27:00 (PST)
I remember going into a school that was to determine if I could start school early. I remember going into the restroom with the teacher. I never did get to start school early..I am 63 yrs old, I am sure it is accurate. I ended up skipping the second grade and going into teaching as an adult.
Russia
- Wednesday, November 04, 1998 at 15:31:27 (PST)
I remember puting my sister in my carrige. I didn't like dolls I wanted the real thing. I was four. I don't have very good early memories
cloreese wilkinson
- Wednesday, November 04, 1998 at 15:00:43 (PST)
When I was four I remember falling off of a trampoline and landing on my face right next to a brick and I got a bloody nose. I have told people of this only a very few, but right after it happened I made a big deal about it and told all of my friends. I am fairly sure it is accurate, it is clear in my mind, not like some imaginative happenning somewhere in the past.
Christina
- Wednesday, November 04, 1998 at 12:30:29 (PST)
I was about 2 1/2 yrs. old when my adoptive parents came to get me from the adoption agency. I have mentioned it many times through the years. I am sure it's accurate. I even remember the social worker. Her name is listed as my social worker.
Marilou
- Tuesday, November 03, 1998 at 16:15:42 (PST)
I remember my grandpa dying of cancer when I was 5 years old.
Scott Hansel
- Monday, November 02, 1998 at 17:01:41 (PST)
I was less than a year and I remember laying in the baby carriage and looking up at trees and the houses on the street. Later when I asked where we lived when I was an infant, it was that street. I have never described this to anyone until now. I asked my mother about the street to verify for my own memory that the memory was true. I have several from infancy that I have never discussed but verified from events later when I was an adult. Yes, I am certain of the accuracy. My memory was photographic until recently. I am 51 now.
Pamela Delafield
- Monday, November 02, 1998 at 04:29:14 (PST)
When I was seven I got hit in the head with a metal pole and cut my head open it took thirteen stitches.
Eric
- Sunday, November 01, 1998 at 17:07:22 (PST)
I was 2, and tripped on my bottle. My tooth was shoved into my gum, and I remember their operating on my tooth. I have told some people about it, and while I know know it really happened, I'm not sure it's accurate.
Paige Hudson
- Sunday, November 01, 1998 at 15:32:12 (PST)
I am 2 and a half. I am standing looking at a nurse holding my brand new baby sister. She is cleaning the goo off her with water from a plastic basin on the floor. My sister is red and wrinkled and very tiny. She is 42 now!
Morag Dickson
- Saturday, October 31, 1998 at 06:39:06 (PST)
Sitting in a crib looking up at my mother who was reaching in to pick me up. I had just woken up from a nap. I was probably around 2.
Lisa C. Wolff
- Friday, October 30, 1998 at 13:44:12 (PST)
I was around a year old. I have told this story a few times. I remember bits and pieces. I was in trouble for something I tore up. I remember crying to my Mom that I loved her 10 times while holding my ten fingers up.
nn
- Friday, October 30, 1998 at 11:51:18 (PST)
I was three, I think. My brother and I shared a room. I remember standing in a crib that was placed by the closet. I don't have any memory of colors in this scene. Same year, we went to New York to visit relatives. I remember walking down the street with my family. Someone big was holding my hand. Then we turned right onto a street with very bright and colored lights. I have told this memory a few times. My mother confirms that we walked onto Broadway and then went to see the Rockettes. I don't remember them.
d.l. smith
- Friday, October 30, 1998 at 05:35:14 (PST)
I was born on November 12th 1962, and have always had a memory of the day Kennedy was shot on November 22nd 1963 when I was 1 year and 10 days old. My memory is more of emotion than visual images. I remember my mother crying all day, the ironing board in front of the television, and the feeling that something terrible had happened. I think I was in a playpen in the living room. I never did the math on how old I was at the time until years after having the memory, and no other family members have told me their stories of the day, so I think it is pretty accurate. I have told the story less than 6 times. but have gone over it in my mind many times, so now it might be more of a "Memory of a memory".
Curt Bousquet
- Thursday, October 29, 1998 at 20:42:17 (PST)
looking out of the window and watching the boys walk to high school wearing a florescent pink jacket I was about 3 yrs old.
Mary
- Thursday, October 29, 1998 at 13:24:10 (PST)
It's the winter before my third birthday. I am being dressed for the snow in my grandmother's kitchen. My mother and grandma are slipping my big sister and me into our winter coats; the kitchen is lit brightly against the grey daylight, and snow is falling outside. I have rarely told this story. I'm not sure it's accurate, but it's clearer to me than the other "first memory" I tend to recount: watching the moonwalk on TV in summer, 1969.
Anne Sutton
- Thursday, October 29, 1998 at 11:50:20 (PST)
I can remember being an infant laying in my crib, my cousin was put in the crib next to me I can see her being put in the crib. We are covered with a soft fuzzy knit blanket. I can see the wooden bars of the crib. There is a warm sensation, I look at my cousin but mostly I am interested in the blanket, my soft 'jammies' the warm color of the wooden bars and a light green rattle, hangin from the bar. I have told my Mother and cousin this memory many times. My mother confirms that all these elements were there and often my cousin would visit and was put to nap with me in my crib.
Alexis Kestler
- Thursday, October 29, 1998 at 10:43:51 (PST)
I remember trying to climb really big,green,hard stairs. I remember the feel of them and slapping my hand on them. I feel my body on them and my left knee pulling up to get on the step. I haven't told of it often, only to siblings. I did finally ask my mother what color the stairs were at the first place we lived and she said they were green and wooden. I would only have been about 8 or 9 months old. I think it is accurate because of the tactile memory of it. The green color is all around and it is semi dark. Most vivid is the pressure on my abdomen and right arm and the need to move my left leg up.
Brigit Corsiglia
- Wednesday, October 28, 1998 at 08:50:19 (PST)
I was around three years old. My parents and I had been camping in the BWCA in early spring. I can remember sitting on a bar stool with really cold feet.
kris
- Tuesday, October 27, 1998 at 16:36:26 (PST)
When I was three, running to tell my mother that my baby sister had defecated in the crib. Yes it is accurate. We were living in the Southern Pacific's section formans house at Lewis Springs, Arizona. My father was the railroad section forman.B
B. Mapes
- Tuesday, October 27, 1998 at 12:29:37 (PST)
Seeing the Statue of Liberty in 1932. I was two years old. My parents had gone to New York because my Dad was out of work in Detroit. My Uncle George Parkinson worked in New York and we stayed with him. I remember being on a boat and seeing the Statue of Liberty from the boat. I do not remember being on the island. My Dad said we went up to the top and he held me up so I could see out. I also do not remember that. However I also remember my uncles two children tickling my neck and saying gitchi gitchi goo gah, at their house in New York..
Frank H. Rowan
- Tuesday, October 27, 1998 at 00:39:11 (PST)
I was 2 years old, and I know this is accurate, because my mother remembered it when I mentioned it to her. I have told this a few times. It was moving day, and the moving men were packing up my room. I started crying when they carried my crib out of my room.
Susan
- Monday, October 26, 1998 at 21:47:48 (PST)
Very first memory is being on my mother's lap, going someplace, crying because I didn't see my siblings, then being on a bed & had stopped crying as siblings were in sight. This had to be a trip when I was 8 months old. Next memory is being in hospital (Shriners), and thrilled about playing with contents of a shoe box. I am told I had been sent paper dolls in a shoe box. There was a colored woman working in that hospital that I loved - "Miss Eba." I remember the big closet that I didn't like going into - the elevator taking me to surgery to redo casts on my feet. - I have never told anyone about that "big closet" or would you call an elevator a small room.
Nila Risk Tyrrel
- Monday, October 26, 1998 at 20:14:30 (PST)
I was 21 months old. I had never told the memory before to any one until about three years ago when my Mother mentioned something about my Grandparents living on a small island and the only access was a small swinging bridge to the mainland. I remember holding onto some wire and looking at water spiders swimming on the surface. I know it is accurate. When I told my mother about my memory she was so surprised because I was alone and I was the only one that could have recalled that. I had gotten away from my Grandmother for a short time and she found me on the swinging bridge.
Carolyn Kennedy
- Monday, October 26, 1998 at 08:00:35 (PST)
I grew up in San Francisco near Golden Gate Park. My earliest memory was hearing loud noises from the park and being told that they were racing cars in the park. I later learned that the races took place in '52-'54 and being born in '51 meant I was 3 years old . Another memory involved my older sister and the reservoirs in the Sunset district. She and some friends were supposed to be taking care of me. Instead we went on a high adventure of seaking through a hole in the fence and then climbing under the roof of the reservoir. We ran around on a ledge and I could see the columns holding up the roof. This scene came back many times in dreams until I was finally able to confirm it with my sister. I was about 5 and she later thought how really stupid it was if I had slipped and fallen in the water.
Gary Corsiglia
- Monday, October 26, 1998 at 07:15:28 (PST)
I was swinging a pear around and it slipped and went through the window.
clay
- Sunday, October 25, 1998 at 21:43:53 (PST)
When I was 4 years old, one summer day my parents and I made a trip over to my grandparents in our old brown Cheverolet hatchback. For some reason I got left in the car as my parents went inside the house to drop something off. Curiousity and impatience got the best of me and I found a way to kick the emergency brake off, and proceeded to slowly roll down the driveway. Now fortunately my dad left the windows rolled down, because it was a very hot day. Unfortunately he locked the driver-side door and had to try to unlock the door as his son and his only source of transportation appeared to be headed for disaster. Seemed like an eternity between the time I knocked the car out of park to the time he caught up to it after it rolled into the street. Luckily there was no oncoming traffic and no parked cars directly across the street. This is the earliest memory I can recall, and I haven't worn out telling this story to anyone. I've been told by my folks that this story is painfully accurate, in fact my dad shook his head tonight when I reminded him about this incident.
Tony H. (UST)
- Sunday, October 25, 1998 at 19:50:39 (PST)
I distinctly recall one clear morning when I stood by the side of the road on top of a water tank with a large, bright red, rectangular metal cover raised just slightly above ground level. I don't associate this memory with an actual incident, but I remember my mother talking about how I would go with her and my brother to wait for the school bus and both of us would play on top of the water tank cover, and how this stopped after I accidentally fell and scraped my belly on a barbed wire fence below (of which I have no memory). My brother was in kindergarten at the time, which would make me 2 years old. I feel the memory is accurate, and I don't recall mentioning it before.
Alejandro Jenkins
- Sunday, October 25, 1998 at 16:11:17 (PST)
I was 4 years old when I woke up before my parents one morning and decided to make them breakfast. I took out an entire package of bacon, put it into a skillet, and stuck it on the stove. Then I went back to bed. I remember thinking about how surprised my parents would be when they woke up. They were very surprised, but the bacon was charcoal by the time they woke up.
Tracey
- Sunday, October 25, 1998 at 16:08:04 (PST)
I remember playing with a blue ball while my mother lay on a couch with my baby brother,Charlie. Charlie died in 1944 at the age of four months. I was born in February 1942, Charlie was born in July, 1944 so I was about 2 years, 6 months. I have not told anyone of this memory. How accurate is it? I know in my heart it is accurate. My mother was very sad at the time. My father was not in the living room in this memory. I know of the couch they were laying on at the time because it was new then. I remember the feeling of frustration because no one would play with me. It was a "dark" feeling.
Marvel Morrison
- Sunday, October 25, 1998 at 13:08:38 (PST)
My earliest memory is in Orange County, California when I was about 3 or 4. I remember seeing small snails on the sidewalk and examining them closely, then I was stepping on them with my bare feet squishing them between my toes. I haven't told that memory too many times. I know it's accurate.
John
- Sunday, October 25, 1998 at 13:08:33 (PST)
My earliest memory is in Orange County, California when I was about 3 or 4. I remember seeing small snails on the sidewalk and examining them closely, then I was stepping on them with my bare feet squishing them between my toes.
john
- Sunday, October 25, 1998 at 13:06:51 (PST)
I remember the feeling of being picked up and my father holding a ping pong racket in my hand, and I remember seeing the ball come at me and my father making me reach for it. It's only an image and a feeling. I was 5 months old. I haven't told this often and it wasn't important enough for anyone to have told it as a story to me. There are no pictures of the event that anyone knows of. We were able to date the memory because my cousins had been given a ping pong set that Christmas. It was the only time I was ever around one until many years later.
Irma Hale
- Sunday, October 25, 1998 at 05:28:52 (PST)
When I was 3, I crawled under the Ice Box in Ft. Kearny, Nebraska after a red ball and cracked my head open. This was one of those "it seems real but is it?" memories. I never talked about it because I did not really believe that I could remember something that early in my childhood. I finally asked my mother and she confirmed it had actually happened. This was in 1949.
Chris Ann Sanchez
- Friday, October 23, 1998 at 23:21:17 (PDT)
I am almost twenty five and I have an early memory of root beer floats made by my Dad in the summer time right before bed...all that sugar...could never sleep! Have not told the memory many times, but very sure it's accurate. Siblings will back it up!
Catherine Gale
- Friday, October 23, 1998 at 20:17:43 (PDT)
Looking at a christmas tree with brightly colored donut shaped stackable toys.I had just turned two years old. I have had the memory many times, my mother verified it to be accurate.
Tia W.
- Friday, October 23, 1998 at 15:07:35 (PDT)
Looking at a christmas tree with brightly colored donut shaped stackable toys I had just turned two years old. I have had the memory many times, my mother verified itto be accurate.
Tia W.
- Friday, October 23, 1998 at 15:06:24 (PDT)
I was about 2 or 3 and it had rained outside. I was sitting at the bottom of the stairs in the basement trying to put on my Winnie the Poo golashes all by myself, thinking how glad I was it had rained so I could wear them. They were my favorite at the time. This is accurate except for I'm not positive they were Winnie the Poo. I've seen this house many times though, and my parents confirm that I used to have golashes like that.
Heather Dixon
- Friday, October 23, 1998 at 11:05:33 (PDT)
I was probably 7 or 8 and I choked on Cocoa Pebbles for a minute thus making me afraid to eat them again for years. I've told the memory alot and I'm sure it's accurate
Dan Pitts
- Friday, October 23, 1998 at 10:49:38 (PDT)
I was 2.5 years old. My mom took me to a study at the Univ. Of MN. and I vividly remember the chocolate milk machine and how cool it was. I told this to my mom and she said there was a machine similar to what I described.
Gregory Liekhus
- Friday, October 23, 1998 at 07:21:46 (PDT)
When I was about 4 years old, I remember standing on top of my dad's feet while he danced around our living room.
jan
- Friday, October 23, 1998 at 06:21:09 (PDT)
My youngest sisters' 1st birthday. She had a red and white cake with gingerbread men on it. I remember sitting at a card table with my Dad and my other sister watching her(the b-day girl)try to figure out what it was all about. I was 21/2 years old. I've talked about it some and had it confirmed by my Aunt who showed me a picture of the party.
Jill
- Friday, October 23, 1998 at 04:01:57 (PDT)
i was about 5 years old and my father came home and told me to come into the kitchen. when i went in front of him he asked me what our phone number was. I didn't know it. He slapped me in the face until I did.n
kwc
- Thursday, October 22, 1998 at 22:35:31 (PDT)
When I was about 4 years old I was in the hospital for surgury on my left eye. I vividly remember the doctors huddled around a bright light while I was lying on a table. They told me to take deep breaths and think of my favorite Sesamee Street character so that I could go to sleep. God i loved that show!
Rory Duggan
- Thursday, October 22, 1998 at 21:25:52 (PDT)
I was two or three and living in New Hampshire. I remember walking on the beach in very cold weather on a gray day. My mother was holding my hand as we walked along the beach and I remember she pulled me away from a jelly fish which had watched up on the beach. I was very angry because I had wanted to play with it and din't realize it was dangerous. The memory was never told to me, although when I asked my mom she told me that we took walks on the beach every day and often saw jelly fish. The memory is very vivid, but I don't share it that often.
sarah
- Thursday, October 22, 1998 at 13:01:21 (PDT)
My sister hitting me in the head with a highheel
tom
- Thursday, October 22, 1998 at 10:52:10 (PDT)
I was less then 2 years old. I know this because we moved the summer before my birthday. I tried to stick my finger then a butter knife inside an electrical outlet in our old apartment. I also have one of my grandfather who died before I was two.
Robert Sidorowicz
- Thursday, October 22, 1998 at 08:05:16 (PDT)
I remember my Father holding me like you do a child so they are against you and are sitting on your arm. I remember feeling I was so high up and that I could touch the ceiling. I don't know how old I was I just remember that because I loved to have my Dad pick me up. He was a gentle loving good man. I'm sure I was about two or three
Joyce Richter
- Thursday, October 22, 1998 at 07:01:20 (PDT)
My 3 yr. old sister when I was 4. That Choclate pudding sure was fun to get EVERYWHERE. Then she died :( This was exactly 17 years ago
Eric Smithson
- Wednesday, October 21, 1998 at 20:02:25 (PDT)
I was three years old. My parents tell it to me. yes. My memory is of giving my sister candy which was to small for her, so she choked and went to the hospitol. But of course she was o.k.
Heidi
- Wednesday, October 21, 1998 at 14:31:58 (PDT)
Getting my first bubble pipe; when my evil older brother filled it and put it in my mouth, he told me to take a deep breath. Instantly my mouth filled with bubble solution. I cried and told my mom, but she laughed and told me it was my fault for listening to the boy in the first place. I was about three years old.
Laura Matthews
- Wednesday, October 21, 1998 at 14:29:36 (PDT)
coloring on the wall in my parent's first apartment
danielle mesler
- Wednesday, October 21, 1998 at 12:51:11 (PDT)
I believe it was first grade, my first day in school, I had my new lunch box, and I remember thowing up, before lunch, and, having to eat my first lunch out of my lunch box, at home, after my mom came and picked me up and brought me home (funny thing, is, I haven't thought about this in ages, until I read of another incident on this page, where someone threw up.) accurate?, yes, as to what happened, was it the first grade?, I believe so, and, well, I'll have to check in with Mom on that one! I've acutally told this story a few times in the past.
Stephen J
- Tuesday, October 20, 1998 at 23:20:28 (PDT)
lying in bed listening to a music box on christmas eve making syrup sandwiches dancing to ukelele sitting in bathtub sitting in closet and chewing bubble gum mom on dad's lap painting dad's workshop red and being spanked packing to run away riding my tricycle in the road
tory
- Tuesday, October 20, 1998 at 19:23:36 (PDT)
I remember only two things about my grandmother who died when I was 3 years old. She brought me a toy broom from a nearby town to play with. And, when she died, I remember someone holding me up to see her in her coffin at the wake the night before her funeral.
Lo
- Tuesday, October 20, 1998 at 11:52:09 (PDT)
I remeber, it never failed, my mother would get soap in my eyes when she gave me a bath!
Rob
- Tuesday, October 20, 1998 at 11:04:48 (PDT)
It was early Spring. In our garden I threw my younger sister into a small pond. The Ducks were frightenend. My sister did not smell very good afterwards. I was almost three years old. This is the first time I share this memory. I remember all very well, the sunlight, the cold air, the smell of the first flowers.
Magnus Valentin Meinz
- Tuesday, October 20, 1998 at 02:35:09 (PDT)
Sitting with my mom on her bed, crying because I had broken the talking Barbie I received that day for my 4th birthday.
DLP
- Monday, October 19, 1998 at 20:02:59 (PDT)
When I was twelve, I fell off of the top of my bunkbed. I woke up screaming of rugburn.
jenni boza
- Monday, October 19, 1998 at 18:31:26 (PDT)
when I got married twenty-one years ago . . .and it seems as if it were only yesterday!
queenie
- Monday, October 19, 1998 at 17:59:12 (PDT)
I remember hearing "On Top of the World" by the Carpenters when it first came out. I was about 2 1/2.
Michelle Wilson
- Monday, October 19, 1998 at 17:48:32 (PDT)
Sitting on a couch in my Grandmothers' house in England, getting my picture taken with my brother; I still have a copy of that photograph. I was 2 1/2.
Larry Lutz
- Monday, October 19, 1998 at 15:04:30 (PDT)
How old? About three years old. Have I told the memory many times? A few, not many. I'm sure it's accurate, because the place and time and people I was with have been verified. I'm sitting next to my cousin on a very scratchy couch in my grandmother's house in Michigan; My cousin (who's also three) and I are both wearing men's white T-shirts and we're stretching the T-shirts way out over our knees, pulling and stretching them out by hooking our toes on the shirt hems. Somebody comes along and thumps us both on our heads. I can smell a strong coffee smell and a small- screened TV in a large wooden cabinet is on.
Mary O.
- Monday, October 19, 1998 at 12:06:10 (PDT)
My earliest memory is when I turned 4 and my family was singing and I wanted them 2 stop and I had a big fit they were singing "I can sing a rainbow"
K. K
- Monday, October 19, 1998 at 08:48:36 (PDT)
I threw up in the car while going to Great Adventure. I was 10 years old. This is very accurate.
Melissa
- Monday, October 19, 1998 at 08:45:07 (PDT)
this place is amazing the Memory place especially When you put different hair on the people that was really cool I didn't know that hair could diguise you so much!!!
Katelyn Kenny
- Monday, October 19, 1998 at 08:44:44 (PDT)
i must have been two and a half. my grandma was in the hospital, and we went to visit. she gave us mints. i remember standing at the end of her bed.
sara
- Sunday, October 18, 1998 at 18:00:34 (PDT)
My earliest memory is peeking into my baby brother's crib when my mom brought him home from the hospital. I was three years old.
julia aranda
- Sunday, October 18, 1998 at 16:29:49 (PDT)
I also remember my parents taking me to a Chinese restaurant in China town in Chicago. I know I was very small because I was sitting in A high chair.
Nancy Erea
- Sunday, October 18, 1998 at 16:27:06 (PDT)
I was 2 years old and my mother was having a portrait done of me in a white dress with blue polka-dots. I remember her taking the dress out of a gift box and saying that my Godmother , Jeannie, had bought the dress for me. She was very excited. I also remember white sandles to go with the dress. My mother still has the portrait on the wall. I am 45 years old!
Nancy Erea
- Sunday, October 18, 1998 at 16:22:21 (PDT)
I remember living in Quail Valley California, walking on a row of rocks, looking for horny toads (they were scary looking). I must have been 3 or 4 yrs old.
Chris Geirman
- Sunday, October 18, 1998 at 01:29:06 (PDT)
I remember a time when I was still in diapers, under two. My aunt had a small wooden highchair for her doll. She put me into the highchair and left me. I recall being afraid that she wouldn't come back and let me out. I have told others about this memory a few times. I know it is true because I have always had this memory and my aunt did play with me like a living doll.
Carolyn Case
- Friday, October 16, 1998 at 21:21:31 (PDT)
I remember climbing out of my crib. I remember not being allowed to wear my shoes to bed (crib). I remember swinging on the door knobs. All of these memories are from under 3 years old. I have told them many times. I am sure they are accurate. I told them to my mother when I was grown and she verified them.
Leslie Newton
- Friday, October 16, 1998 at 19:17:38 (PDT)
I remember when I was about 5 years old. I used to watch scary movies before I went to bed. I would wake-up in the middle of the night screaming for my mother. She would come to my room and see why I was screaming for her. I would tell her, and she would tell me that it would be ok. Then she would take me back to bed with her!!
cassie pipes
- Friday, October 16, 1998 at 12:43:58 (PDT)
My earliest memory was when I was around 5 years of age. I had a vision of a human size bee rising up outside my living room window. (We lived on the second floor). I've told this story just a couple times. I told my mother this story just a couple months ago, wondering why I had this memory of this lifesize bee. She told me that one year for Halloween she dressed up as a bee. She must've scared the s_ _ t out of me, and that's why I remembered this incident.
Renee Anderson
- Friday, October 16, 1998 at 09:59:18 (PDT)
I was 3, my parents had taken me to the sea-side(This occured in Tunisia on a wild beach called "Salacta"),I saw a snake crawling out from a little hole in the ground ,I wanted to touch it but I was pûlled backward by my mother,I remember her crying.
YOEL
- Friday, October 16, 1998 at 04:46:03 (PDT)
I was listening to my neighbor play her banjo. I was two years old.
megan
- Thursday, October 15, 1998 at 09:25:06 (PDT)
I was maybe 2 or 3, still using a strap-on kid's toilet seat shaped like a duck that fit on top of the real toilet seat. I've told it several times. I know it's accurate because I can describe the house we lived in, and we were there for only a short while. I was sitting in my ducky toilet seat, strapped in, when my dad saw a deer across the field behind our house. Everyone went out to see it, and I was stuck on the toilet, forgotten; I couldn't get down. I was indignant they would leave me on my own in such a humiliating situation, and I let them know it.
Barbara Hopson, 10/12/98
- Wednesday, October 14, 1998 at 14:59:20 (PDT)
I was looking out the window at the snow. I was no older than 2.
J. Dougan
- Wednesday, October 14, 1998 at 13:53:02 (PDT)
My birthday is August 5th, and I remember looking forward to the day when I turned 5 on the 5th!
Lisa
- Wednesday, October 14, 1998 at 13:41:06 (PDT)
I'm 13 and my earliest memory was when I fell asleep into my birthday cake and I was turning 2. At my new house. It is accurate because I even have it videotaped.I even remember everyone saying aww! It was a character cake. It had a rainbow on it.Then my mom picked me up and wiped off my face. The rest got washed off in the pool. It was funny. And I always watch it with my friends when it is boring. Then we all were dancing when it started to rain and everyone took pictures of me dancing!!
Stefanie S.
- Wednesday, October 14, 1998 at 07:10:23 (PDT)
Being scared of the singing wires on the Tampa to St. Petersburgh, Florida causeway when I was about 5 years old. I am not sure of my age then but it's the earliest thing I remember.
Robert Bruin Vreugdenhil
- Tuesday, October 13, 1998 at 22:08:45 (PDT)
I remember, when I was 5, being taken by neighbors to a large Catholic Cathedral near Annapolis, and seeing the multicolored lights through the stained glass windows. It is accuraate because it it so vivid. I have never told anyone about it.
John F. Kohler
- Tuesday, October 13, 1998 at 21:43:26 (PDT)
Before 2 years old 10 times Yes. I was in a baby carrige and had a convulsion. I went to the American Legion Hospital. What I remember: 1. The lamp over the carrige when I convulsed. 2. The driveway leading to the hospital.
arthur jacobitti
- Tuesday, October 13, 1998 at 19:30:30 (PDT)
I was 2 and 1/2; I remember eating my Mother's chicken noodle soup while visiting her in the hospital after she had given birth to my sister
SR
- Tuesday, October 13, 1998 at 19:21:07 (PDT)
Sitting on my rocking pony and waiting for my dad to come home. When he did he was covered with blood b/c he was a surgeon!
A Friend
- Tuesday, October 13, 1998 at 08:57:38 (PDT)
my father used to work in a groceries store and because he was the driver and having to pick up other employees early in the morning and drop late at night, he had to the store's old van (Jeep) for the night. Everytime when he arrives at home at night after work, irrespective of the time, myself, together with my other three brothers will climb onto the van while at the gate. My gate was about twenty meters from where the van parked, and one would think we will be taken for the drive, but the car will just drive into the yard and park. I was about 8 years.
mohau
- Tuesday, October 13, 1998 at 08:32:39 (PDT)
I remember crawling out of my crib for the first time. I must have been about 2 1/2 to 3 years old. I've only told of this memory a couple of times. I think it is accurate because in this "picture" in my mind, there are all the correct details of the room I was in.
Diane
- Monday, October 12, 1998 at 16:48:19 (PDT)
getting my finger squashed in a bucket - I still have a crooked finger nail. I was about 2. Not sure if i remember or if it's just part of family memory and I've been told so many times I think I remember!
Jenny
- Monday, October 12, 1998 at 00:56:05 (PDT)
I was three years old when I had this first memory.I have not told the memory many times. I only relate it to others if they inquire about my first memory. Yes, I'm sure it is accurate The first memory that I can recall is my Dad painting a little wagon that he made for my sister and I. The wagon was pink.
Karen Olson
- Sunday, October 11, 1998 at 21:44:16 (PDT)
Folding the blanket many times to make it thick and carefully placing it over my feet to protect them from a witch who would cut my feet off if not for the blanket. I was 3 or 4. I've told this memory a few times. I'm positive it's accurate - it was an on-going ritual.
Monica Berson
- Sunday, October 11, 1998 at 17:13:22 (PDT)
I wanted to be tied up like our dog so I could play "doggie".
Janice
- Sunday, October 11, 1998 at 16:28:52 (PDT)
I must have been under 4, probably 3. My grandfather was putting the insides of Christmas crackers (empty toilet rolls) on his ears. My sister and I copied him, laughing hard!
Helen
- Saturday, October 10, 1998 at 15:20:16 (PDT)
My grandfather holding me in a flock of turkeys when I was about 2 years old. My grandfather died in 1940.
Vodene Schultz
- Saturday, October 10, 1998 at 13:20:02 (PDT)
I remember when I was about 3 years old playing with a colorful jar of jelly beans,and throwing them a my dad.I also remember playing b-ball with my parents.
Myst
- Saturday, October 10, 1998 at 07:47:35 (PDT)
I was 3 and got Scarlet Fever. This was 1949. At that time the treatment was to put you in an isolation hospital with the other sufferers. I was taken away from Mum and Dad in an ambulance, screaming. I remember clearly the place I was taken to and other details. I was there 3 weeks but I did get better. (This happened in England where I live.)
Paul Denham
- Friday, October 09, 1998 at 13:28:58 (PDT)
I remember my grandmother (who died when I was 18 months old) standing at the top of an open stairway, looking over the banister and talking to me. I see her mouth move and hear noise, but I don't understand what she's saying. The carpet is red and a little rocking chair sits by grandma's big one in the living room where I stood. I also remember when my father was remodeling our house, making a porch into two bedrooms and a kitchen extension. I remember him standing in a specific spot in what was becoming my sister's bedroom, talking to me and then picking up a green painted board (looks exactly like the porch ceiling boards on the 100 year old house we bought last year!) and walking over to an out building and leaning it up against it. I don't understand what he says, but I know the tone! It was one of pure love to his precious little princess and "helper." I was less than 2 at the time. I was always Daddy's shadow. Yes, it is accurate. After my father's death 13 years ago I found some of those boards under one of the outbuildings on the farm. I'm almost 39 years old, but I remember that moment like it was yesterday.
Judy
- Friday, October 09, 1998 at 12:24:04 (PDT)
I was a baby en was lying on my back reaching out for some toys I could not touch
Bert
- Friday, October 09, 1998 at 07:39:14 (PDT)
I was 1 1/2 years old. It is picture in my mind of sitting on the floor and looking up at "huge" side table with a lamp and my "gigantic" father sitting in a chair reading the newspaper. Also an image of crawling in the hallway of our apt. bldg., looking at an "endless" series of doorways. My family verifies the accuracy of that apt. building (the only one we lived in), that we moved before I was two. AND that there were only eight apts. My next and "continuous" memories don't begin until almost age three.
Lorraine
- Friday, October 09, 1998 at 04:37:19 (PDT)
I was 2. A book shelf was right over my bed, and so, every afternoon, instead of sleeping as my mother wanted, I always got up and started "reading" them, so several times she had to tie me to bed. (That was useless - I managed to free myself). Very accurate (even though nobody in my family believes me - but how else would I know that - my mom never told me)
Marina
- Friday, October 09, 1998 at 03:34:58 (PDT)
I was two years and I remember being on the dock and getting my shirt caught in a cooler. I cried for a long time and felt very alone, I remember my faamily laughing. I haven't told it many times because it wasn't very interesting. I'm not 100% sure it's accurate but that itis what I remember.
Melissa
- Thursday, October 08, 1998 at 10:17:04 (PDT)
When I was three I went with my mother and older sister for her first day at kindergarten and I remember being very impressed with the indoor jungle gym which my sister climbed up.
Sue Drummer
- Thursday, October 08, 1998 at 10:15:37 (PDT)
I remember my mother and her sister giving me a bath in the kitchen sink. I was less than 2 years old.
Darrell
- Thursday, October 08, 1998 at 08:44:31 (PDT)
