What is something that you never forgot?

What it felt like walking home from school as a kid and dreading to see my dad's car in the driveway. I can still remember what that house on the last corner I had to turn looked like and I'd be praying, "Please don't let him be home yet, please, please!" But I'd turn the corner and his car'd usually be there.
 

I will never forget the first time I saw my now wife. We met through a grief recovery chat room and agreed to meet for lunch. After lunch, I walked her to her car and said the smartest thing I have ever said...:I would like to see you again"
We will be celebrating our 18th anniversary next month. :D
 
I was 12 years old and my cousin was 10 when we heard the words from our grandfather that I remember to this day and can still see him telling us:

” treat those horses the way you want to be treated or find yourselves sitting on the porch for the rest of the summer.”

That was the year we started training his horses to ride and drive for him to sell. it was a simple but impactful sentence and rings true today as much as it did back then.
 
Like anyone, there are many things I've never forgotten, so it's hard to decide which one to say. I'll go back to one of my first clear memories. I was about 3 years old and very sick in bed, but through the window, I was watching my dad building a swing set for me in the back yard. I think that was the best medicine toward making me get well sooner.
 
That Lady in PA said:
i never forgot my childhood phone number.
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Me neither..I still remember that number , but that was just 4 numbers... but I can't remember my phone number here at the house now... which is now 11 numbers...

I also can remember my mothers' co-op dividend number which had to be given everytime we bought something ...

I also remember my first husbands' Naval ID number.. which is 8 numbers and letters long .... but I can recite it straight off the top of my head...

I also know my National Insurance number very easily.. most people can't remember theirs...
 
I never forgot how to start the engines on a jet passenger plane.

NO! We don’t use or turn the key. There is no key.

Even though I haven’t flown since 2014, I feel confident enough that I could still fly the planes that I did when I worked.
 
Llynn said:
International Morse Code. Learned it when I was ten to earn my ham license and can still read it today.
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I used it, but I cheated by writing my message on paper and then wrote it in code before sending it. I doubt if I could learn it today.

You are a very intelligent person. Good for you.
 
Making out with Marsha Thompson on Summer vacation between 7th & 8th grade. I barely knew her, she was a grade ahead of me. She was a very popular and cute girl with blonde hair. She called me one day and asked if I could come over. I rode by bike about 4 miles to get there.

When I arrived there was no one there except Marsha. She invited me to sit on the coach right next to her. She leaned over and kissed me. The first French kiss for me. For a good hour we made out. It was crazy, like a dream.

I floated on my bike ride home. I can still taste the mouth candy she was sucking on, occasionally passing it to me.

From then on she ignored me. She was back with her boyfriend.
 
How to touch type. I was leant an electric typewriter by a friend and told to type the sentence, "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog." and keep typing it while looking at the paper rather than the keys, until I could type a whole page of the sentence without making any mistakes.

It stood me in good stead years later when I began working in IT. I've kept up the ability now with screens rather than paper, and of course, it helps that we can always go back and retype stuff on the computer whereas I couldn't do that on paper.
 
Paco Dennis said:
Making out with Marsha Thompson on Summer vacation between 7th & 8th grade. I barely knew her, she was a grade ahead of me. She was a very popular and cute girl with blonde hair. She called me one day and asked if I could come over. I rode by bike about 4 miles to get there.

When I arrived there was no one there except Marsha. She invited me to sit on the coach right next to her. She leaned over and kissed me. The first French kiss for me. For a good hour we made out. It was crazy, like a dream.

I floated on my bike ride home. I can still taste the mouth candy she was sucking on, occasionally passing it to me.

From then on she ignored me. She was back with her boyfriend.
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I'm sorry...........I dont know whether to laugh or cry. :giggle:
 

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