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Post by longhair55 on Feb 10, 2020 14:04:58 GMT -5
I remember back when I was somewhere between 2 and 3 years old,...
We were visiting my Grand Pa,..I was anemic,.. so my Mother had to give me iron,. measured in an eye dropper,.. once or twice a day,..I knew what it looked like,.cause,it tasted really bad (although,.I took it for so long,.I got used to it!) while we were there,.she got the eye dropper out,. I noticed,.. it wasn't the right stuff,..different color,..I tried to tell her,.but,,.I couldn't !
My mother eventually realized what she had done,.she put the eye dropper in the wrong bottle,.. she gave me Mercurochrome (stuff we used to get for cuts) instead!
Other early memories,.. remember running around my Grand Ma's house,.wearing a diaper,.. being in a pea green metal baby carriage,. and being stung by a bee,after my older Brother told me to touch it!
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Post by rickyguitar on Feb 10, 2020 14:15:10 GMT -5
I remember the family looking at the house my parents ended up buying, the house where I grew up. I would have been 3. One of my brothers ran in the house and grabbed an apple out of the basket of wax fruit. Took a big bite. I was stunned that it wasn't real, almost a stunned as he was.
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Post by Mike the marksman on Feb 10, 2020 14:17:02 GMT -5
My earliest memory is falling off the back of a couch when I was 2 or 3. Also being carried up the stairs to my grandparents house for "the first time" (that I can remember, anyway), at around the same age.
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Post by JDC on Feb 10, 2020 14:44:08 GMT -5
Hard to differentiate between what I really remember and "recollections" created because I've heard, for a lifetime, about certain things I did as a youngster.
But, there ARE a couple that I KNOW are definitely valid memories. I must have been younger than three because that's when we lived in that particular house.
1) My mom used to keep the vacuum cleaner hidden behind the sofa (for quick access in case of a mess needed cleaning, in a hurry, I imagine). I had crawled back there, wondered "what does this button do?" and flipped the "ON" switch. When the Kirby fired up I can remember the noise scaring me.
2) From about that same vantage point (I must have liked the sofa area a lot, I guess ... kind of like now lol) I could see the back of the front door. At Christmastime, mom used to tape received Christmas cards to the back of that door. I KNOW this is valid because I've mentioned it to mom and she verified that's what she used to do.
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Post by Wrnchbndr on Feb 10, 2020 14:57:24 GMT -5
Very brief moments of being 3. But at 61 I'm remembering things that I forgot all about long ago. Stuff that I should have learned from but didn't.
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Post by hilltop87 on Feb 10, 2020 15:18:59 GMT -5
I can remember being around 4 years old and getting a Clark candy bar from my Grandma. We didn't get many candy treats as kids so the moment really stuck with me.
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Post by Chris Greene on Feb 10, 2020 15:20:02 GMT -5
I remember a small number of things from when I was three (we had just moved to married student housing in Syracuse). Not sure about memories before then but I remember a number of things from that time including the birth of my brother.
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Post by Ragtop on Feb 10, 2020 15:54:52 GMT -5
My dad was fencing in the back yard, and using one of those manual auger-type post hole diggers to dig the holes. I came along to watch, and he picked me by the arms and lowered me into one of the holes. I remember being scared and laughing at the same time. I also remember how cool it was (I was barefooted) down at the bottom of that hole.
How old was I? I would say less that two. That auger only drills about a 10-12" hole, so I had to be pretty small.
If my mom had seen this, she would have killed my dad.
Also, that post hole digger was my grandfather's, then my dad's, and now it is hanging in my garage. Still works fine!
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Post by windmill on Feb 10, 2020 16:50:20 GMT -5
Around 3 years old, possibly a bit under.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2020 16:50:20 GMT -5
I remember having my picture taken with my baby brother - I was 1 at the time. That's the oldest one.
A few other memories at 2 and 3, mostly involving my mom crying in front of the Christmas tree, or me and my dad hiding under the table during a bomb scare. And the time the man from the paper came with a picture of what was left after my dad's car was blown up. I also remember wondering how my dad was sitting there when his car was now a frame with shrapnel, but I wasn't told the whole story at the time.
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Post by HenryJ on Feb 10, 2020 17:26:44 GMT -5
When I was 2 I attempted to push over bedsprings that my mama had stood on end to clean. They fell on me and broke my left thighbone. I remember breaking my leg but don't remember being in a cast or having to relearn how to walk.
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Post by LM on Feb 10, 2020 17:38:23 GMT -5
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Post by Leftee on Feb 10, 2020 17:46:08 GMT -5
Alien tadpoles invading Mars?!?! I *knew* you were weird.
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Post by Auf Kiltre on Feb 10, 2020 18:02:05 GMT -5
In the summer of 1962 my family went to Colorado. Many of those memories were kept alive by a regular showing of Kodak slides. This would have been 3 months before my 3rd birthday.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2020 18:09:39 GMT -5
I remember everything I haven't forgotten.
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Post by Leftee on Feb 10, 2020 18:18:52 GMT -5
I was 2 and a half. JFK’s funeral procession - on our old B&W TV.
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Post by rickv on Feb 10, 2020 18:29:50 GMT -5
Spent my 2nd birthday in the Hospital in Rugby, ND. Would have been early Dec., 1955. I was in there with a bad dose of nephritis (kidney infection) for about two weeks. I remember my mom holding me down while a nurse stuck a needle in my butt and gave me a shot of penicillin every few hours. Also remember the little farm set the neighbor lady brought me. Had maybe a half dozen bright colored plastic farm animals.
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Post by Taildragger on Feb 10, 2020 18:59:09 GMT -5
Probably 1951 or 1952: just scattered visual impressions.
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Post by modbus on Feb 10, 2020 19:02:00 GMT -5
One of my first memories was going with my Mom and brother to get these little replica Liberty Bells everyone was supposed to ring at a certain time on July 4, 1976. They came in a parchment colored box with a plastic liner that looked like it was covered in red velvet.
I was about 2 1/2.
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Post by Joe Potts on Feb 10, 2020 19:05:46 GMT -5
I can remember some things when I was about 3. I have some very early memories, but no way of knowing for sure how old I was. I’d be a little surprised if I was less than 3, or maybe 2 7/8 or 2 8/9.
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Post by rangercaster on Feb 10, 2020 20:12:07 GMT -5
I remember being in the womb ... kinda dark in there ... but I stayed warm and never got hungry...
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Post by swampyankee on Feb 11, 2020 7:30:15 GMT -5
I remember being in the womb ... kinda dark in there ... but I stayed warm and never got hungry... No joke, some people actually claim to have prenatal memories. Me? I just remember the "Mark was here" scrawled on the uterus wall by my older brother.
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Post by slacker 🐨 on Feb 11, 2020 9:00:46 GMT -5
I remember standing in my crib crying trying to get my mom's attention because my ear hurt something awful. She said I had one ear infection in my life when I was 18 months old. I'm guessing that had to be it.
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Post by Peegoo 🏁 on Feb 11, 2020 9:14:19 GMT -5
I remember the day I discovered electricity. I was two years old.
My mom had me propped up in a high chair at the breakfast table with the wall at my left shoulder. Breakfast was finished, and mom had her back to me as she straightened up in the kitchen. On the table was a pop-up toaster, plugged into a wall socket above the table just barely out of my reach. Also on the table was a little wooden cheese board and one of those wire-frame cheese slicers. That was in reach. I picked it up, put it in my left paw, leaned forward, and stuck it between the toaster's plug and the socket. There was a FOON! sound and the lights went out. Let's just say I'm glad I was wearing a diaper.
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Post by Ryder on Feb 11, 2020 9:59:57 GMT -5
3 or 4. But I could swear I remember being in a baby picture. I was laying on some kind of shag carpeting, and feeling the carpet through my fingers.
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Post by Bopper on Feb 11, 2020 10:04:51 GMT -5
Around 2-3 years old seems to be most common. Same here.
Earliest I can date - shortly before my third birthday (spring 1954) my family drove to Florida. I definitely have memories that aren't based on photos or stories.
I can also remember being in a crib, and a few odd incidents related to toilet training. When, I dunno.
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Post by Taildragger on Feb 11, 2020 11:07:45 GMT -5
I remember the day I discovered electricity. I was two years old. I picked it up, put it in my left paw, leaned forward, and stuck it between the toaster's plug and the socket. There was a FOON! sound and the lights went out. Well, this certainly clears a few things up...
Had a similar experience at around age 5: my dad had removed the switch/outlet cover plates while he was repainting the bathroom. I "had to go" that night and when I reached up in the dark to turn on the bathroom light, boy did I get a surprise!
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Post by TonyM on Feb 11, 2020 13:04:41 GMT -5
I clearly remember being about 2 in my crib and being mad at my parents because they were painting my room and they covered up a painting of Bambi that was on the wall above my crib.
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Post by Rick Knight on Feb 11, 2020 17:15:19 GMT -5
I was 2 years and 2 months old when my Grandma died; and remember wondering why she was in bed in the middle of the day during her illness. My Mom didn't believe I could remember anything that far back until I told her Grandma's nickname for me.
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Post by Davywhizz on Feb 13, 2020 4:20:18 GMT -5
Somewhere between 2 and 3. I remember we lived with my grandparents for a short time when grandad was dying, not that I knew that was why at the time. I'm glad to have a memory of him, despite the circumstances. He was a Gordon Highlander in the First War and fought in the trenches. Never spoke of it again. The same year we moved to the house I lived in till I was 21 and I remember going round it for the first time.
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