Earliest memories

orezok · Mar 12, 2016

A friend and I were talking about "old times" when the subject of what was out earliest memory. At first I thought about my going to kindergarten at 5 and I have several different memories of that time. But then, I remembered that I figured out how to drop the side on my crib and get out. I figured that was sometime between age 2 and 3.

quicksandfarmer · Mar 12, 2016

My dad carrying me and my two brothers up the stairs all at the same time. That was in a house we moved out of when I was four.

Stepping on a board with a nail sticking in it and having to go to the hospital. That was in the same house.

Looking4new · Mar 12, 2016

I guess I was about 3 or 4 when my friend taught me how to throw stones. Yup, I got a windshield and a tanning. Arse tanning that is.
Same age in the late fall, my bedroom was in the finished basement right across from the oil furnace (converted from coal). Someone out of the five adults in the house had forgotten to get it cleaned out during the summer. The oil lit, the door blew off and this huge flame came out of the door right at me. I screamed and that was the very last of me sleeping downstairs.

Ed of all trades · Mar 13, 2016

Not my earliest buy this is a tractor forum. I grew up on a farm and went out one day and climbed the sickle bar mower threw a leg over and rode the top end like a cowboy. Mom came out and gave me a spanking saying I could have cut my feet off. I remember trying to tell her that I was not climbing where the blades were I was climbing the guards but she just would not listen. After about 3 or 4 spankings I gave up and found something else to do. Ed

oosik · Mar 13, 2016

I remember my mother trying to explain where Europe was. My father was in Europe and he was fighting. I could not understand where he was and why he had to go there to fight - - - all I knew was that he was gone for a long time. I was one of the fortunate ones - - my father eventually returned.

ultrarunner · Mar 13, 2016

Pre Kindergarten summer at my Grandparents Dairy Farm... the tractor, farm animals, everything made from scratch and Grandma always in the kitchen and would bring her kindling for the cook stove or collect the eggs.

2LaneCruzer · Mar 13, 2016

I can remember talking to my Mom about wanting a brother. I was born 3 years and 10 months before him. I can also remember rocking him to sleep in my little Radio Flyer wagon before he was able to walk.

Bird · Mar 13, 2016

I remember my grandfather's team of horses; a bay mare named Nellie and a gray mare named Snip. One day my grandmother put me up in the horses' feed bin while she milked a cow. I couldn't have been more than 3, since my 3rd year was when they moved into town. Snip was always gentle and friendly and I liked petting her and feeding her out of my hand. However, that day I was in their feed bin, Nellie bit me, scared me to death and I did some yelling until my grandmother got me out of there. I know now that it was just an accident that she bit me when I was feeding her out of my hand, but I didn't realize that then. Then I guess I was 5 when they sold the farm and my grandfather had those horses at their place in town when I was visiting and I saw him saddling Snip. So I asked if I could go with him. He picked me up and put me on Snip, behind the saddle . . . . and then I realized we were going to be riding Snip, but leading Nellie and I had no intentions of ever getting that close to Nellie again, so I told him to let me down. I later learned that was the day he sold those horses.

GPintheMitten · Mar 13, 2016

Good memories, gentlemen.

I vaguely remember watching cartoons as a half pint and seeing how the cartoon character would fly up in the air when they got stuck with a pin.

So one day at about 2 or 3 years old I stuck a pin in my older brother's butt to see him fly up. Well, all he did was cry and then chase me. So Mom made us sit on the floor at opposite ends of the kitchen with him glaring at me.

I couldn't figure out why he didn't fly up in the air.