What Is Your Earliset Memory?

S

SifuPhil

R.I.P. With Us In Spirit Only
Location
Pennsylvania, USA
What is your earliest memory?

It could be a snatch of hearing people talking, or a memory of a vision of the family dog ... the smell of Mom's perfume ...

Some people claim that they can remember back almost to the time of their own birth. I on the other hand can only go back to being maybe 4-5 years old, playing on the living-room floor with my plastic toy soldiers. I also remember being in a kiddie pool, but that memory is a bit hazy - luckily I still have a photo ...

Phil-in-Baby-Pool.jpg

So what is your earliest memory?
 

I remember pushing my tricycle around the yard because I couldn't ride it and, then, the first time I actually rode it around the block. That was pretty exciting; going off into uncharted territory.

OH! I remember my dad kissing me on the forehead when he would leave for the base in the morning; All dressed up in his flight uniform. He was my hero.
 
Awww Sifu, you looked so precious! Would have loved to make little raspberry noises on that chubby little belly of yours! :love_heart: I remember still being in my crib, but able to stand up and wait for someone to take me out in the morning. My brother and sister shared that room with me, in twin beds.

I remember once, I must've been around 3, when my father jokingly tried to hand me a fish he just caught. I made that eww face, and put my hands behind my back, mom got a picture, so I'm sure it was planned. :sentimental:
 

I don't remember anything before about age 5. We'd gotten our first television and every Saturday I'd watch this program called Winky Dink and You. I remember pestering my poor mother every morning about whether or not it was Saturday.

I used to think I had an early memory but I must have dreamed it. Even though I was only about two and wearing an outfit my mother had made, I didn't actually meet the people in that "memory" until I was in elementary school.
 
Pricklypear said:
I don't remember anything before about age 5. We'd gotten our first television and every Saturday I'd watch this program called Winky Dink and You. I remember pestering my poor mother every morning about whether or not it was Saturday.

I used to think I had an early memory but I must have dreamed it. Even though I was only about two and wearing an outfit my mother had made, I didn't actually meet the people in that "memory" until I was in elementary school.
Click to expand...

WINKY DINK!!! Good ol' Saturday mornin' television.
 
Pricklypear said:
I don't remember anything before about age 5. We'd gotten our first television and every Saturday I'd watch this program called Winky Dink and You. I remember pestering my poor mother every morning about whether or not it was Saturday.
Click to expand...

LOL Winky Dink! I couldn't wait to receive the special drawing set so I just drew on the TV screen with my Crayolas.

... Mom was not amused.

I used to think I had an early memory but I must have dreamed it. Even though I was only about two and wearing an outfit my mother had made, I didn't actually meet the people in that "memory" until I was in elementary school.
Click to expand...

That's interesting, how our memories sometimes blur together. I have a few like that myself - not sure if they're real or not. Like the one about being married to Marilyn Monroe ... :(
 
A piece of music, played on an old Dansette record player. In some ways it came to define my life lyrically. But also left me with a lifelong passion for music.

 
I was two years old; to this day I can still clearly remember the home funeral services for Uncle Fonnie. I know I was two because grandma having the funeral in her home came up (that was common when folks lived as rural as we all did) in one the "Remember When" conversations with my mom, years later.

I described everything in detail to mom, who nearly fell flat out that my memory was so clear. She said I was two when he passed, so there's no doubt about my age, still doubts about my mental stability, however - lollol
 
SifuPhil said:
What is your earliest memory?

It could be a snatch of hearing people talking, or a memory of a vision of the family dog ... the smell of Mom's perfume ...

Some people claim that they can remember back almost to the time of their own birth. I on the other hand can only go back to being maybe 4-5 years old, playing on the living-room floor with my plastic toy soldiers. I also remember being in a kiddie pool, but that memory is a bit hazy - luckily I still have a photo ...

View attachment 398

So what is your earliest memory?
Click to expand...

sweet:rofl:

Wasn't it The Three Stooges who did a skit with the three of them in a baby carriage? I loved those complete idiots:tv:
 
Pricklypear said:
We'd gotten our first television and every Saturday I'd watch this program called Winky Dink and You. I remember pestering my poor mother every morning about whether or not it was Saturday.
Click to expand...

The earliest kid show I remember is Captain Kangaroo with Mr. Green Jeans. :sentimental: I too remember our first black and white TV, it was a real treat....not to be used unless my mother or father put it on for us. :love_heart:
 
SeaBreeze said:
The earliest kid show I remember is Captain Kangaroo with Mr. Green Jeans. :sentimental: I too remember our first black and white TV, it was a real treat....not to be used unless my mother or father put it on for us. :love_heart:
Click to expand...

The Pinky Lee show was aired on a local station, so that was the first kid TV I remember. Can't forget Howdy Doody:)

The premier show to watch was The Ed Sullivan Show on Sunday night. Dad liked "I Led Three Lives" on Friday night. It was a cross between a cold war/FBI weekly thriller. I hated that show - lol lol

It was 1951 or 1952 and our very first B&W TV was teeny little thing that sat on a shelf. It lasted about a month because Dad couldn't stand looking at tiny thing. Next thing I knew there was this big ole floor model Raytheon with a round screen. I know he had to have made payments on that for a year because we were dirt poor dairy farmers at that time.

TV was responsible for me learning to read grown up stuff - lol They talk what was written when the credits started roll and I would mimic what I saw -- that was safe to do back then - lol lol lol

Like you Seabreeze, my little hand touching anything on that TV resulted in a trip to THE Hallway, where the razor strap hung - lo lol Honest-to-Pete I was 12 before I allowed to "touch that dial" - lol lol
 
SifuPhil said:
What is your earliest memory?

It could be a snatch of hearing people talking, or a memory of a vision of the family dog ... the smell of Mom's perfume ...

Some people claim that they can remember back almost to the time of their own birth. I on the other hand can only go back to being maybe 4-5 years old, playing on the living-room floor with my plastic toy soldiers. I also remember being in a kiddie pool, but that memory is a bit hazy - luckily I still have a photo ...

View attachment 398

So what is your earliest memory?
Click to expand...


Well, there goes my keyboard again, hot coffee this morning! This is just wrong!
 
I can remember bits and pieces of early childhood. I use to stay with my grandparents as mom worked in town and had an apartment. I remember getting up in the middle of the night and going to see mom, as grandpa was drunk and scared the crap out of me, and started the two mile trip to town. A car came along, I must have been a sight be ing so small, and took me to my moms place and stayed with me until she woke up and came to door.

can you imagine if this happened today? I would probably be buried in someone's rose garden. This would have been in early 40's.
 
Pappy said:
I can remember bits and pieces of early childhood. I use to stay with my grandparents as mom worked in town and had an apartment. I remember getting up in the middle of the night and going to see mom, as grandpa was drunk and scared the crap out of me, and started the two mile trip to town. A car came along, I must have been a sight be ing so small, and took me to my moms place and stayed with me until she woke up and came to door.

can you imagine if this happened today? I would probably be buried in someone's rose garden. This would have been in early 40's.
Click to expand...

Oh my.....isn't that the truth?!! I remember the days we would go to the woods; about a mile away, and stay the entire day. No one came looking; they may have worried at times, but outside of an accident, we weren't in any danger from weirdos, neighbors, or any person who might wander through the area. I don't understand what's happened, but I don't like my own grandchildren walking around the neighborhood, and we're not in any city. It's a very scary world these days.
 
Yep . . . NEVER allowed to touch the television (which I plan on doing a lot of once the tv guy gets me going, today...) and I remember always playing outside with no worries. I sure do hate to be an alarmist but have been hearing too much news, lately, about children being snatched right out of their mother's arms! Now's the time I'm all for frontier justice. Waste that slime!
 
Anne said:
Oh my.....isn't that the truth?!! I remember the days we would go to the woods; about a mile away, and stay the entire day. No one came looking; they may have worried at times, but outside of an accident, we weren't in any danger from weirdos, neighbors, or any person who might wander through the area. I don't understand what's happened, but I don't like my own grandchildren walking around the neighborhood, and we're not in any city. It's a very scary world these days.
Click to expand...

I used to take off on my horse around the ten mile block that was the game preserve. Nobody was allowed in the preserve so, mom never worried about somebody grabbing me off my horse in the woods. What I didn't know until many years later, is she would call the neighbors to make sure they had seen or heard me ride by - lol lol And I thought she wasn't paying attention:sentimental:
 
TWHRider said:
The Pinky Lee show was aired on a local station, so that was the first kid TV I remember. Can't forget Howdy Doody:)Like you Seabreeze, my little hand touching anything on that TV resulted in a trip to THE Hallway, where the razor strap hung - lo lol Honest-to-Pete I was 12 before I allowed to "touch that dial" - lol lol
Click to expand...

The show song comes to my mind immediately...Yoo hoo, it's me...my name is Pinky Lee, and It's Howdy DOODY Time, lol! :) I would've gotten a whack with the hand, or fly swatter. :p

""Yoo hoo, it's me, My name is Pinky Lee.
I skip and run with lots of fun For every he and she.
It's plain to see That you can tell it's me
With my checkered hatAnd my checkered coat,
The funny giggle in my throat
And my silly danceLike a billy goat.
Put 'em all together,Put 'em all together,
And it's whooooo?(Audience): Pinky!"

Pappy said:
I remember getting up in the middle of the night and going to see mom, as grandpa was drunk and scared the crap out of me, and started the two mile trip to town. A car came along, I must have been a sight be ing so small, and took me to my moms place and stayed with me until she woke up and came to door.

can you imagine if this happened today? I would probably be buried in someone's rose garden. This would have been in early 40's.
Click to expand...

My mother always worried very much about me, and she really didn't trust any strangers at all. I put that poor woman through hell when I was a teen, staying out late, and not letting her know where I was. Luckily, I got to apologize to her before she passed on. Nowadays, it's really scary. Children are easy targets for sickos, and the news stories about tragedies just keep on comin'. :mad: :(
 
Ah yes, Pinky Lee and Howdy. Mom would let me set up the TV stand and eat supper watching these shows. I would drive the family nuts pretending to be Clarabell and run around the house tooting my bulb horn and acting stupid. (That last part came natural).

Before TV, I would do the same thing only with our huge radio. Sky King, Lone Ranger and Big Jon and Sparky were just a few of the shows I would listen to. Big day in my life was when I got my own Silvertone radio from Monky Wards and put it in my room.
 
Listening to The Lone Ranger on the radio was a favorite of mine as a little guy. Then, I loved Soupy Sales on television. Oh yeah, and watching Beanie and Cecil with my grandpa on television (when they were still puppets and not that horrible cartoon they became) AND Kukla, Fran and Ollie, of course.
 
I had forgotten about Kukla, Fran and Ollie. All these were in black and white TV. I recall one day my buddy spent all day bragging about how his folks had bought a color TV. I went down to his house to see this new invention and it turned out that his mom had bought a colored plastic sheet that fit over the screen. Alright if you like blue heads and yellow feet.....
 
SifuPhil said:
What is your earliest memory?

It could be a snatch of hearing people talking, or a memory of a vision of the family dog ... the smell of Mom's perfume ...

Some people claim that they can remember back almost to the time of their own birth. I on the other hand can only go back to being maybe 4-5 years old, playing on the living-room floor with my plastic toy soldiers. I also remember being in a kiddie pool, but that memory is a bit hazy - luckily I still have a photo ...

View attachment 398

So what is your earliest memory?
Click to expand...

I believe my earliest memory was my first bought of intestinal flu. I remember it so vividly because I wanted to go outside,and my mother would not allow it. I wouldn't stay in bed because I was hurting to much to lie still.

I paced the hallway leading to our front door, and every few minutes I would stand on tiptoe to see if I could reach the knob and make my escape.

Any time I talk about the experience, with my mother within earshot, she swears that I cannot possibly remember that, which makes me wonder about her sanity. After all, if I can relay the story and she recognizes it as fact, which she does, I must be remembering, right?
 
MercyL said:
IAny time I talk about the experience, with my mother within earshot, she swears that I cannot possibly remember that, which makes me wonder about her sanity. After all, if I can relay the story and she recognizes it as fact, which she does, I must be remembering, right?
Click to expand...

It's interesting what children remember and parent forget...
 
I guess this was more popular when my kids were growing up. If I remember correctly, it was on every night. On one of our Christian channels, they are showing the old Roy Rogers TV program, followed by Ozzie and Harriett. Good, clean enjoyment without cussing. Can you imagine? :confused::confused:
 
You must log in or register to reply here.

Back
Top