My father. He passed away when I was 15 and I cherish every memory of him.
2006-10-07 12:57:52
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answered by Mommyk232 5
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Well, we were rather poor as children, so we didn't have most of the things other kids had. And that included at Christmas time. One Christmas we had no food and no money to "buy" food. So My Mother & Father and all 7 of us kids were loaded up in the car, and I "guess" we were going to see if we could find a church or some place to
get help so we could eat that night. I remember Mom & Dad drove a long way, but we were turned down by a lot of people. Then my Mother said we should drive back home because it had started snowing, so we did. And when we drove up to the house, there were two really large boxes on our front porch. When My Mom & Dad opened the boxes, One was filled to the top with everything to make a Christmas dinner, and the other box was filled with presents for all of us! That is my best childhood memory...ever.
The "worst?" Was being hungry untill that miricle happened!
2006-10-07 21:04:23
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answered by Republican!!! 5
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My Dad teaching me to make and fly a kit for some reason that image is as clear as day. He did this unexpectedly. Maybe that it why it was such a thrill as I hadn't any thoughts before that time of learning to fly a kit.
My worst memory was dreaming about my Dad dying two weeks before it actually happened.
The night that he did die by an accident when I was 9 years old. I saw the whole thing over and over everytime I tried to sleep although that night we only knew that Dad hadn't come home yet.
2006-10-07 20:27:50
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answered by noice 3
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Spending time with my dad as he worked on a farm so I didn't see that much of him in the harvest. He would be home after I went to bed and would go to work before I got up so it was great in the summer being able to go to see him at work. Now he is retired now and not in good health so it's nice to remember when he was well.
2006-10-08 06:03:02
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answered by Anonymous
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Best was vacations in the mountains (S. Carolina) with my parents. Worse was visiting relatives along the way to the mountains. We would come, without calling ahead, and wake them up at 2-3 AM.
2006-10-07 20:11:53
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answered by Anonymous
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The best was with everyone in my family were togethor for christmas when i was 5. everyone happy. the worst was the day my gave me up to fostercare 3 weeks later and drove away
2006-10-07 20:07:52
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answered by Anonymous
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Playing in the garden with my brother, I saw some dog poo on the grass which had turned white and told my brother it was a bon bon sweet, he picked it up and started to eat it, i couldnt stop lauthing until he told my mom and i got a smack, we still laugh about it now.
2006-10-11 18:15:40
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answered by deborah l 2
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My worst was having my Grandad hit me over the knuckles with his leather belt. I got it for swearing at my mum. I remember it as if it was yesterday but it was in the 1970's.
2006-10-08 09:22:59
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answered by mistress_cat_in_boots 2
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having no worries.
being looked after when i was ill by my parents
going walking with my parents through our local woods.
my mums cooking
so many good family memories,
i just hope my kids remember similar things about me when there asked this question on yahoo answers in about 20 years,
2006-10-07 20:04:01
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answered by luke_buk 2
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my worst childhood memory was smoking my first cigaret when i was 5 but i didnt know any better but after that i never smoked again cuse i got yelled at and i love Ben I.
2006-10-07 20:16:01
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answered by ~Hayley~ 1
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