Just curious....

[Pearl]

@Pearl Oh yes; in recent years there has arisen a sort of publishing industry in many localities, giving pictorial histories of a town or city.... If the place is already well known to the reader, such publications can be fascinating...

They make good presents.

 

[farouk]

My wife and I have been going through a lot of her old family photos. We've been spending hours at this, very absorbing!

Much love!

@marks Yes, the hours can just fly by, can't they?

 

[WalterandDebbie]

Okay... I have 2 curious questions that may seem odd. Idk if I'll have any takers. lol

1.What is your earliest memory?

2. Do you remember the layout of the home your family lived in when you were 1 yr old?

I remember when I was a little child, about how old I was I don't remember, but My Dad and my Uncle had to get batteries for our Christmas tree for it to be light up, and it was soo pretty, I can remember the joy when I saw it, I begin to clap my hand.

Also, I remember all the decorations that were in and out of our house.

Love, Walter

 

[farouk]

They make good presents.

@Pearl Yes, they do! a while ago I decided to get rid of some of my books, but it's an acquired habit, hard to throw off; some are so absorbing. My wife even collaborated with my mother with a sort of family history picture book, several years ago.

 

[TLHKAJ]

Along the lines of "memory" ...have you ever gone on a trip and (being a passenger), you fall asleep and somewhere inside you recognize you're about to arrive at your destination by the turns in the road (before you open your eyes)?

 

[farouk]

I was an infant and my parents were next door showing me off to the neighbors. I remember them passing me around and I was so upset because it hurt how they were holding me, under my arms and I had no way to tell them. Then my dads scratchy beard sent me over the edge and I remember being very upset and throwing a tantrum!

@Mantis So I guess you couldn't speak yet...

 

[Pearl]

i remember another of my rather obnoxious moments as a toddler. I had been given a doll called Tommy and was asked to say thank you but I was rather shy and hid behind a cupboard door in the kitchen rather than show my gratitude to the giver of the doll.

 

[TLHKAJ]

Wow, I'm finding more and more people who have no childhood memories. I don't think it's supposed to be that way.

I remember every place my family lived ....like facts in my head. Idk why even as a child, I knew.

But I've always remembered the layout of the home my family lived in when I was a year old. I told my mom what I remembered and she said it was accurate. I always remembered at least the bedroom my sister and I shared ....twin beds on either side of a window with a dresser in front of it. I remember it bc my maternal grandmother was staying with us and she was sleeping in my bed, while I shared my sister's bed with her. But this night, there were thunderstorms and I was afraid, so my grandmother got me in with her. And I always remembered her feeding me pecans while we lived there ...and her taking me by the hand to go pick persimmons from a neighbor's yard. Oddly enough, though, the more detailed layout came back to me in a nightmare (concerning a trauma) at age 14 after I was in foster care. My mother confirmed what I saw in my dream was accurate.

@Hidden In Him I know that with all the things I've shared, many may wonder if I ever had any good memories ....well, these are examples. I do have good memories despite the bad.

 

[farouk]

i remember another of my rather obnoxious moments as a toddler. I had been given a doll called Tommy and was asked to say thank you but I was rather shy and hid behind a cupboard door in the kitchen rather than show my gratitude to the giver of the doll.

@Pearl Sometimes politicians remind me of toddlers in a play pen....

 

[TLHKAJ]

I may have to quote you on that one someday. Sounds like the best advice any counselor ever gave : )

Bad advice, brother. How can one be free until they know the truth? In my experience people who gave this advice only hindered my healing. When I gave up their imposed guilt and shame, and gave in to the Lord, He brought me to the roots and brought true healing and freedom.

 

[TLHKAJ]

@Pearl Sometimes politicians remind me of toddlers in a play pen....

Okay now, this thread isn't about politicians, unless someone has personal memories involving a politicians.

 

[farouk]

And now we are all grown up and I hope I'm no longer obnoxious to anybody. It's amazing how early some of our memories are.

@Pearl Can't even imagine you would be.....

 

[WalterandDebbie]

Along the lines of "memory" ...have you ever gone on a trip and (being a passenger), you fall asleep and somewhere inside you recognize you're about to arrive at your destination by the turns in the road (before you open your eyes)?

As I can remember when I was a passenger on a trip from New Orleans, La. to Morgan City, La. I guess I was a teenager, it was a beautiful sight on the road until I had fallen asleep until we got there, my cousin woke me up.

 

[amadeus]

I like seeing the old pics of our town which often get posted on Facebook.

I watched an old Alfred Hitchcock movie, Vertigo, a few days ago... not for the story but for the background scenes in San Juan Bautista CA where I lived from the 1st grade [1949] through high school graduation [1961]. The movie was made in 1958 when I was a sophomore in high school. I used to play in the old buildings shown in the movie and attended mass regularly in the old mission church. I served as an altar boy for many years there. They even briefly show the baptistry where I was baptized Catholic at the age of 6 years. That movie really brought back some personal memories.

 

[TLHKAJ]

My earliest memory encompasses both, actually. I remember the bathroom in our house in Endicott, NY had diamond-shaped tiles on the shower wall. I have no idea what my crib was doing in the bathroom. I might've been maybe 2 years old.
[Edit] I remember my Mom was vacuuming and the hum of the vacuum cleaner was making me sleepy. She probably just wanted to vacuum under the crib.

A slightly later memory of the same house is of my daddy laying down linoleum tiles in what would become us kids' playroom. Daddy was telling me not to step in this black-tar adhesive he'd laid down. I don't remember if I obeyed; I do remember that Daddy painted himself into a corner with the tar.

Man, we moved out of that house back in '65. I've never been back to Endicott.

I can remember the 3 different houses my family lived in when I was ages 2 through 3....all in the same town, within blocks of each other. I have many memories that took place in those homes ...mostly unpleasant (at best) memories. I remember the roads and how to get from one home to the other....the little ditch and a passageway through a patch of woods in the back of one of the homes. I went recently on google earth (and I despise google!) and my memories were confirmed.

I'll give one example of a memory that wasn't really traumatic. We weren't a Christian family, but there was a Bible in our house. I was close to 4 yrs old and I was sitting on the floor, turning the pages of the Bible. One of the pages got caught and wouldn't lay flat, and I got angry and threw it. It landed in a gas heater and I panicked .....ran through the house and out the front door to a ditch (lol) ... warning everyone as I passed through..... "House on fire! House on fire!" LOL
Apparently, I got my fire and tornado safety tips mixed up. Lol

My mother went to see what happened and found the Bible in the heater. She pulled it out and only the edges of the pages burned ....not the words, y'all!! Now that's a miracle....and a testament to how God preserves His Word!!!

Edit: We had that Bible for years after. My mother passed away a month ago and idk if my (wicked) stepfather has gotten rid of her things or not. But I'd like to have that Bible.

 

[Ferris Bueller]

1.What is your earliest memory?

Sitting on the floor in the playroom which was at the back of the house playing with toys.

2. Do you remember the layout of the home your family lived in when you were 1 yr old?

The house I lived in when I was 1 year old is the same house I lived in when I was 4 years old, which is about the year of my earliest memory. And I remember most of the layout of the house I lived in then. I probably had a refresher somewhere along the line, though.

I have good childhood memories.

 

[amadeus]

Along the lines of "memory" ...have you ever gone on a trip and (being a passenger), you fall asleep and somewhere inside you recognize you're about to arrive at your destination by the turns in the road (before you open your eyes)?

Ha... perhaps not such a strange thing. Many years ago when I lived in Milpitas, CA and working Sunnyvale [both near San Jose], I would commute to work each morning on a city bus. I was still tired and found it easy to sleep during bus ride. The bus stopped frequently along the way, and I learned to sleep soundly and wake up at my stop. I never missed my stop.

 

[TLHKAJ]

Ha... perhaps not such a strange thing. Many years ago when I lived in Milpitas, CA and working Sunnyvale [both near San Jose], I would commute to work each morning on a city bus. I was still tired and found it easy to sleep during bus ride. The bus stopped frequently along the way, and I learned to sleep soundly and wake up at my stop. I never missed my stop.

There ya go! This is exactly what I was getting at. Very cool!

 

[Ferris Bueller]

I have several memories from when I was about four years old. They are the earliest memories I have. One is playing with the next door neighbor girl, Robin, who was about my age. I did not like her for some reason. After we moved a few years later I learned she had gotten hit and killed by a car out in front of her house by a drunk driver. Her older sister is Bambi. She grew up to be the infamous female marine who got kicked out of the service for posing for Playboy Magazine in the 80's (I think that's when it was). We have family photos of her as a young teen at a birthday party we were having at our house. Her older brother, Ronnie, was a jerk and one time he was taunting me and I chased him every time he did that, but he could outrun me. Finally, when chasing him I slipped and fell in a puddle in a grassy low spot in the empty lot on the other side of our house and was embarrassed in front of the whole neighborhood. I went home completely soaked.

 

[Ferris Bueller]

@Pearl Can't even imagine you would be.....

I think she has me on 'ignore', lol.
Come to think of it, I think you do too, lol.