tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post5076681248888824676..comments2024-03-27T13:32:06.780-02:30Comments on The Other Side of Eighty: My First MemoryWisewebwomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15281689872840844191noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post-59701563671612274742012-07-04T22:45:25.418-02:302012-07-04T22:45:25.418-02:30My first memory was about age two, also, which sur...My first memory was about age two, also, which surprised my mother when I told her. It was one of smell -- and a dark home's interior. Seems we had visited the home showing of a dead relative. I don't recall it as being a negative experience -- just a memorable one out of the ordinary I'm sure.joaredhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09999395062839739698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post-1948323528029586352012-07-03T19:20:07.276-02:302012-07-03T19:20:07.276-02:30I am finally home from gallivanting and now catchi...I am finally home from gallivanting and now catching up on blog reading. I love this memory and can just about see your father prancing about to ward off the offensive stinger. Singing with pain is only amusing for the onlooker, I hope you giggled.Grannymarhttp://grannymar.com/blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post-23030374315720339472012-06-29T06:30:45.184-02:302012-06-29T06:30:45.184-02:30That memory makes a great story, and a funny one. ...That memory makes a great story, and a funny one. Gorgeous photo, too.Stanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03386875624025404452noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post-13234969125808964892012-06-27T11:59:33.895-02:302012-06-27T11:59:33.895-02:30I am stunned that you can remember your perambulat...I am stunned that you can remember your perambulator days! But the climax is absolutely hilarious!Rummuserhttp://www.rummuser.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post-38279670087735053722012-06-24T17:42:56.682-02:302012-06-24T17:42:56.682-02:30GFB:
I hope t didn't hurt too much?
XO
WWWGFB:<br /><br />I hope t didn't hurt too much?<br /><br />XO<br />WWWWisewebwomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15281689872840844191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post-35917049684166701892012-06-24T15:47:45.310-02:302012-06-24T15:47:45.310-02:30I can remember far back as going to a dance with ...I can remember far back as going to a dance with my father and coming home with my mother.Government Funded Bloggerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14937389348779245666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post-30748091219821059062012-06-23T20:03:14.683-02:302012-06-23T20:03:14.683-02:30Ah he was a younger man then and I was his only fo...Ah he was a younger man then and I was his only for a while. Later years were different kind of impressions entirely, Irene.<br /><br />Need I say more?<br /><br />XO<br />WWWWisewebwomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15281689872840844191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post-66585288883999114162012-06-23T18:55:44.585-02:302012-06-23T18:55:44.585-02:30My earliest memory is not from when I was that you...My earliest memory is not from when I was that young, WWW. Your Dad must have made quite an impression on you. And you were just a little thing in a pram. xoxIrenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05043376053971475659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post-42715649580580158642012-06-23T15:12:19.611-02:302012-06-23T15:12:19.611-02:30It must have been so rough in England then, T. All...It must have been so rough in England then, T. All those kids so terrified and often removed from their family homes for their safety.<br /><br />Terrible.<br /><br />XO<br />WWWWisewebwomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15281689872840844191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post-9963075689204309352012-06-23T15:11:32.969-02:302012-06-23T15:11:32.969-02:30Marc:
I imagine you must have seen the upset of ev...Marc:<br />I imagine you must have seen the upset of everyone around you and remembered that. How sad.<br />XO<br />WWWWisewebwomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15281689872840844191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post-28289592075420857382012-06-23T11:17:42.857-02:302012-06-23T11:17:42.857-02:30What a sweet memory!
The first memory I have is ...What a sweet memory! <br />The first memory I have is not nearly as sweet: being in our air raid shelter, in England during the war (I'd have been maybe 3 or 4 years old). Bombs were dropping close by and my parents were trying to comfort me by telling me that the noise was a neighbour boy and his pals playing with toy guns. Soon after I was evacuated to live with my grandparents in the countryside.Twilighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14138621610593773784noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14874528.post-22574923512890296652012-06-23T10:49:53.921-02:302012-06-23T10:49:53.921-02:30One of my first memories: It's a sunny Sunday ...One of my first memories: It's a sunny Sunday morning in the fall of 1942. I'm sitting on the floor looking at "The Little People," a comic strip in the newspaper. In the room are my cousin Lorna,three years my elder,our parents,two of my aunts and my maternal grandmother. The occasion: My grandfather has just died. I was two years old.Marc Leavittnoreply@blogger.com