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I'm a noun!
Join Date: Nov 2008
Location: The Garth Brookes Capital of the World
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As far back as my memory goes... I remember telling my mom parts of a story I made up as she wrote them down. I think it was probably for school, but I'm not sure.
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C'30, C'60, C'90 Go
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: Somewhere cooler than you
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We used to have this huge sideboard like radio & record player thing. I'd spend hours in there playing all my mum & dad's records I can't have been more than 3 years old at the time.
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Join Date: Jun 2009
Location: ATX
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I have a lot of long-ago childhood memories (it's the short term ones that I'm not so good with).
The first is me jumping from the couch into a bunch of empty paper grocery bags after my mom had come back from grocery shopping. It was the most fun I ever had. I was 3.
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I vaguely remember the day my sister was born, which was a couple of weeks before my third birthday.
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Join Date: Dec 2008
Location: California
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I remember waking up from a nap on a weekend, going to the front window in our house, and staring out at my dad working the yard in the sun. I don't know how old, but I swear I was in diapers (I don't think people remember that far back, but I could swear).
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This really got me thinking.
My father used to work away from home a lot and we very rarely saw him. The memories of him coming home one time. It wasn't until about 5 minutes ago while I was reading through some of the posts that I realised what my earliest memory was. It's probably the first time I've recalled it.
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