Gravity

I'm glad to hear you say that, 20oz. That's the way I feel. I thought about this at work today & remembered even more about that particular scene. So I think it's good to write about memories if we're curious about them.

I also thought about what would be my next earliest memory. I was older & it wasn't like I was watching myself. So I'm wondering if in really really early memories it's like watching ourselves & then our memories are more developed as we grow older.

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Wanted to make a note about what else I remembered.

The walls in the room were painted light blue & the crib was either pale yellow or a light tinted wood. I also remember there was a group of people in the background laughing. So I'm wondering if my parents had company & wanted to put me to bed early so they could party. And they were partiers in their early days!

ooops, almost forgot to say thank you, 20oz! thanks very much for the reply !!

The next memory is when I was 5 five years old. We were new in town & new on Cherry St. I was writing on the sidewalk & playing hopscotch by myself & my next door neighbor walked up. A little boy a few years older than me with a name something like John Smith. I remember his real name (very common) but I probably shouldn't go that far, here.

He was really cute & friendly. I remember his smile made me feel welcome & special.

My older brother was the only little boy I'd ever known very well and he was always mean! So John made me feel really special.

We lived on that street for 12 years. As the years went by we all grew into teenagers with boyfriends & girlfriends. All the girls had a crush on John & fought over him. It was an ongoing thing. There were times when I hoped he'd like me but I was skinny, redheaded, freckle-faced, unruly curly hair. I didn't have a chance. lol

I have so many stories from those days. Some of them are risky to talk & write about. I might and I might not.

Thanks @Malisky !

I have memories of two particular incidents. I'm not sure if they happened on the same day but I remember them together. I can't really talk about them but one happened in my backyard at the swing set & the other was in a closet we had in the garage. Both involved my brother (at a distance) & a few neighborhood boys.

We were all very young, me the youngest. There were 3 boys in particular who were really mean - the bully type. One in particular my brother always got in trouble with. I remember his name too. He was the type who was always killing huge insects, laughing about it & shoving them in my face. My brother loved insects! So he thought it was funny too. They were awful together.

Anyway, my advice is don't ever leave your baby daughter alone with your son if he has mean friends!