What is your earliest memory?

I have a memory of standing in my crib while looking at my mother who was sitting at a table at home. No idea how old I would have been.

The other memory, is, being outside with mom and seeing a dog which was far away .. and climbing her leg from fear. Who would have thought I'd ever be such a dog lover later on.
 

HoneyNut said:
My earliest memory was when I was 2 and followed my grandmother into the bathroom and then saw her take her teeth out. I didn't know about false teeth so I reacted pretty much as if she'd removed her head and so I ran screaming. Other than that I don't have any really early memories, they pick up when I was maybe 4 with falling and skinning my knee, and the frightening experience of finding a "bird" hopping up and down in an empty container in the garage (not part of the memory but was a hamster of the neighbor's and my mom returned it home), and a memory of my sister's face bleeding and her wanting to know if I had a tissue, which I did not and left me with a huge feeling of failing my sister in her time of need, and oh the memory of the evil of my grandfather who dumped out my little container of dirt that had my sprouted apple seed.
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This brings back a memory from young grade school days ... my grandma ( who was blind) was visiting and I was supposed to help her to the bathroom and make sure she got on the commode. Unfortunately one time she turned about 90 degrees too much and before I could stop her, she sat down in the bath tub! Bless her, she wasn’t hurt but it did give me a fright!
 
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I was a tiny baby in a blanket in my Mother's arms in the car. My Dad was driving and I was crying because I didn't want to go yet. We were driving home from Belmont Park at night and I wanted to look out the window at the pretty lights. I remember trying to kick my feet out of the blanket. Mother was quite irritated with me. She passed me to my Aunt sitting in the back seat, who said, "I'll take her!"
My Aunt tilted me up so I could look out the window. I was happy then and stopped crying.
 
I have two from about the same time. I was in my crib and I could hear squirrels running on the roof. It's not really a memory, But we only lived in this place till I was 2. I was aware that my room was on the second floor, how to come down the stairs, and the layout of the first floor. I do have a definite memory when I was crawling on the floor. My dad was doing something in the cellar, and left the door open. I crawled down a couple of steps, and I could see a bare light bulb hanging from the ceiling. I heard my mom scream, and I got picked up.
I can remember things when I was three, but I'm also the guy, who found his sneakers in the fridge. Go figure.
 
I also remember other things before I was 2 years old ( we moved house just before I was 2 ).. but in the first house it was a studio apartment.. and I got washed in the sink, which had a wooden draining board.. it was an upstairs flat .not sure whether up one or 2 floors.. but my mother would stand me on the draining board and watch for my father riding home from work on his bike
 
Aunt Marg said:
I also remember tossing my baby bottle out of my crib when an aunt was babysitting me, and turning it into a game, with her getting up over and over again to fetch it, and returning it to me, then no sooner she'd sit down in the living room, which was within my clear view, I'd toss my bottle onto the floor again.
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LOL, and we get an early glimpse into our Aunt Marge.
Love it!
 
Pecos said:
And I can't believe that I am 78, it just doesn't seem right. But I am deducting the year 2020 from my age because I didn't really get to live it. So that makes me 77.

You should feel free to employ this strategy as well.
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I love your strategy and yes, I'm officially adopting it as we speak! :)

Good on you, Pecos! Wishing you many more years ahead!
 
CinnamonSugar said:
I remember when we were moving and getting ready to leave our old house. I think I was around two years old. I stopped and looked at the river-rock fire place before going out the front door for the last time. What’s your earliest memory ?
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I remember the adults pushing a heavy piece of furniture against the front door because "the hurricane's coming". It was a destructive one and happened when I was about 17 months old. I seem to remember the scary stuff.
 
I remember nothing until June of my 5th year. My first memory is standing in the driveway of our new home the day we moved in. My dad for some reason never believed I had no memory of my first first 5/1/2 years.
 
My earliest memory was back when I was about 6 or 7 and with my brother who was 10 at the time.. We were going to the malt shop and my poor brother trusted me to hold our coins and I dropped them right into a drain! Hahaha still remember the look on his face ;) Only a couple of nickels great how cheap things used to be!
 
When I was about 8 years old my family visited the San Diego Zoo for a second time, the first time being when I was an infant in a stroller. There was an aviary not far from the entrance. As an 8 year old and walking by that aviary I shouted out "this looks sooo much bigger than I remember!" My mom said I couldn't possibly remember that since I was only 6 months old. But I did. I can still see that huge aviary in my mind.
 
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In the days before the rise of the supermarket store, people bought their provisions from various shops, but for some, who needed to stretch their pennies that little bit further, the street market was the place to go. Not somewhere a two-year-old would call a fun day. But if you stuck an ice cream in his mouth..................................................
 
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In the days before the rise of the supermarket store, people bought their provisions from various shops, but for some, who needed to stretch their pennies that little bit further, the street market was the place to go. Not somewhere a two-year-old would call a fun day. But if you stuck an ice cream in his mouth..................................................
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I just love how everyone looked so dashing back in the day.

No sweat pants, no unkempt beards and unshaven dirty faces, topcoats, overcoats, suits, dress jackets, dress shoes, dress slacks, hats, so classy.
 
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