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when i was about 3, lived with my dad and bro in an apartment/duplex... we were outside and my dad told us to get inside because the ***** was coming... never knew who the "*****" was...

2006-06-27 07:06:47 · answer #1 · answered by heidielizabeth69 7 · 0 0

Strangly enough, my earliest memory is one of listening to a preacher deliver an outdoor sermon about the seventeenth chapter of the Gospel According to Mark while mounted on a purple camel near a trailer park in Lower Fox Paw, Alaska on the afternoon of February 31, 1973. I wouldn't say it was especially sweet.

2006-06-27 14:26:17 · answer #2 · answered by professionaleccentric 5 · 0 0

Memory of things don't just have to be about things you remember though sight, right? Well if that is the case, when i was about two or three, i was transferred to a orphanage in Russia were i was delighted to smell a type of soap called Ivory. Although many people have heard of the soap, in Russia there is much less of the substance floating about, so when i first got the whiff of it, i was able to remember the smell of it till today! That is why i love the Ivory soap smell, and i only use that type of soap!

2006-06-27 14:14:03 · answer #3 · answered by a678977 1 · 0 0

My first memory is from when I was three years old. I was helping my parents pick out my first dog. At the time I felt like there were thousands of dogs running all over the place. In reality there were probably only six little puppies.

2006-06-27 14:07:46 · answer #4 · answered by TrippleThreat 3 · 0 0

Can I give some memories please
1/ My childhood memories are fantasic
2/When I gave birth to my sweet daughter---the life
3/At the age of 47---met the friend--and love him

2006-06-27 17:03:20 · answer #5 · answered by Mehbooba 4 · 0 0

My first memory is from when I was two. There was a family reunion in either Georgia or North Carolina (I can't remember which at the moment), and it was winter. I had a pair of purple mittens that my great grandmother made for me and I thought that I had lost them in the snow, but they were actually just in the bottom of my bag. :)

2006-06-27 14:07:46 · answer #6 · answered by Not Allie 6 · 0 0

I must have been about four years old, I remember waking up sitting on the bed surrounded by "pink things", I asked later what they were. my Mother made costumes for a ballet school...they were tutus, pink with green tops, they looked like roses. A sweet memory still with me.

2006-06-27 14:28:27 · answer #7 · answered by lpaganus 6 · 0 0

I was 4 years old in 1964 and can vividly remember being at the park with Mom, Dad, and little brother for a picnic. My family is the greatest, respectfully.

2006-06-27 14:07:18 · answer #8 · answered by Awesome Bill 7 · 0 0

I was around 4, and my memory is of dancing on my grandfathers feet, to a Frank Sinatra song, "just the way you look". Years later at my wedding reception I danced with him to the very same song. So yeah, it's a SWEET memory.
Thanks for helping me to remember it again.

2006-06-27 14:11:51 · answer #9 · answered by DeltaQueen 6 · 0 0

I remember sitting outside on a skateboard and trying to make myself go down the sidewalk and throwing a tenis ball with my brothers. I guess that's sweet.

2006-06-27 14:09:23 · answer #10 · answered by Rachel 3 · 0 0

Approximately 3 yrs. Swinging in a swing next to my sister in my aunts front yard. Not sweet or otherwise just a picture in my mind of us swinging.

2006-06-27 14:09:00 · answer #11 · answered by PuppetDog 2 · 0 0

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