What is the best memory you have as a youngster???

Answer 1

My great grandparents, definitely. They could hardly speak english, but we didn't have any problems communicating. From time to time grandma would tell me to walk the path behind our house to go visit them. My great grandfather would grab my face in both of his hands and smooch my cheeks until they were sore from the snow white stubble growning on his own tanned face. Then I would play on his saw horses, watching him build things until my great grandma came out and offered me a tin of warm, dried apples that she just finished dehydrating. When it was time to leave, I was handed a hershey bar and a whole dollar from grandpa's worn leather wallet. Those were the only times I have ever felt really loved. I miss my great grandparents terribly but as fate would have it I ended up owning the house only five doors from their old house. When I'm doing yard work I often stop and stare at their backyard and remember those times. Thank you for causing me to think of all of this :)

Answer 2

Ah! Memories. Well, I thought for a while and picked one of my best two. I was in grade school, I think about sixth grade. We were having a touch football game for gym that day out in the street behind the school. (You could do that when I was growing up. Not like today.)

Well, I was tall for my age, but skinny. And strange looking. Anyway, the QB went to pass the ball, I saw what was going to happen, and I jumped up, arms over my head. No, I didn't catch it. But I managed to deflect it. All of a sudden I was very popular! I was being called "Bubba" (After a football player of my time, "Bubba" Smith.)

I was quite happy for that day, but unfortunately it did not bring me everlasting fame. I think about it every now and then, and hope that I have something better come along that I can be proud of in my dotage. (I certainly hope that was not the highlight of my life!)

Answer 3

I remember going to my grandparents condo that was located in the complex behind my home, and their condo was closest to me. Whenever there was an ambulance going in there, I would call them to make sure it wasnt them, and we'd go over there to eat twice every week so that they could cook us a great meal. Grandma cooked, grandpa made cookies. We couldnt eat cookies until we finished all of our food, and my brother would trick everyone and hide it in his pockets just for grandpa's sweet cookies. I miss them so much, but I still have cute memories that I will cherish forever. Memories are the greatest things to have from when you were innocent because you can always look back (hopefully fondly) at the days where you didnt have to worry about anything, everyone else worried for you.

Answer 4

When i was 2 or 3, I was in my Pooh Bear high-chair and i was eating spaghetti, i grabbed the whole plate full of spaghetti in my hand and i tried to put it all in my mouth, but a lot splattered on my face.

Answer 5

I believe I was about 5. My dad was carrying me covered up in a blanket. We were getting into the car to go to the drive-in movies.

Answer 6

i can remember going on the up andown hill with grand ma and gran pa and i also remember going to great grand mamas and great grand papas and grand papa would take me upstairs where he built a cabin for the grand kids and he would sit there and he was 80 and he would play trolls with me and i was and thought he was the best guy out there i miss u

Answer 7

Waiting for Santa Claus. That anxiety of waiting for the night to faal so we could wake up and see what Santa had left!

Answer 8

I remember seating on my grandfathers lap listening to music. and also going for long walks with my dad. both were great to me and a very good example to follow.

Answer 9

Picnics with the church or family in the summer and building snowmen in the winter.

Answer 10

well the farthest back i can recall is when I went to the drive-in movie with dad & came back home with dad.