Monday, December 2, 2013

My Very First Memory...

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Recently, a friend of mine asked me a question that I’ve never been asked in my life. “What was your very first memory”? I had to ponder for a second, as it’s not every day that you’re asked a question that you’ve never had to give an answer to.

But then, the memory came to me so very vividly... 

When I was a baby boy, no older than 2 or 3 years old, my mother used to rock me to sleep while singing a song in which the chorus was “Why does my heart go on beating? Why do these eyes of mine cry? Don’t they know it's the end of the world? It ended when you said goodbye…”

I vividly remembered this verse but not the rest of the song. So when I got home that afternoon I googled the lyrics. It was a song from Skeeter Davis that was recorded in the 1960s called ‘The End of the World’. I listened to it and was filled with emotion, for it was the first time I had heard it since I was 3 years old. It brought me back to those moments when my mother was rocking me to sleep.


What about you. What’s your very first memory? 

138 comments:

  1. At least you were able to track down the song. Isn't the Internet awesome?
    First memory - not sure if it's the first one, but I remember our nanny in Japan taking my brother and I out and showing us off. (Blonde haired American boys who spoke fluent Japanese was a novelty at the time.)

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  2. Oh Keith what a beautiful memory I could not remember any thing from that young but I do know most of my best memories involve a song my Mom or my Dad was singing also. I guess it is true music makes the world go round. B

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  3. Hi Keith, I'm back! :) What a weird question, I'm having a hard time recalling my 1st memory. While I have little pieces of memories, my first full memory is of a time when me and my cousin stuck a straw down a yellow jacket hole. We were 3 or 4. Anyways, I remember screaming my head off and running for the house like my life depended on it, my cousin hot on my heels. I still don't like bees to this day.

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  4. Good question. I was sbout 3, when a bee landed on my foot and stung me! That is one of my memories anyway!

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  5. And i know that song, very catchy tune.

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  6. that's one of my mom's favorite songs! i remember she used to sing it while doing the dishes. i think i need time to think of my first memory

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  7. I don't know for sure what my very first memory is because I don't have much of a mental timeline, but I do remember a few things from my days as a wee child. One of my earliest ones is also one that will probably stay a recent memory; playing vidya games.

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  8. Not sure if it's my first memory but it's definitely an early one - when my parents brought my new baby sister home from the hospital. I remember shade from the neighbor's tree hanging over the car, which was parked at the curb, and my Dad letting me climb in so I could get a better look at my sister….

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  9. I know that song, too. Used to sing it. I have short jabs of memory from around the same age as yours. We live on a pininsula when I was around age 3 to 5. I remember working in the garden in the evenings with my father until the mosquitoes ran us in the house. I remember a delivery truck leaving a big load of staple groceries on the big old front porch. It was during the depression and we were starvng (but ate the veggies in the summer) and wouldn't ask for help but I guess my father finally got some commodities through the welfare. That was such a happy time to see all that food.

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    1. oops... I mean... we lived on a peninsula ....

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  10. I remember my dad coming into my room where I'd crawled out the crib and found the sears & roebuck catalog. I had been busy tearing pages out of the catalog and ripping them into bits and pieces. Dad was not pleased!!!

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  11. What a poignant memory of your mother singing that beautiful song.
    My mother also sung that song together with "On top of Old Smokey all covered with snow, I lost my true lover for courting too slow".
    Growing up on a farm by the ocean in Ireland, we daily collected the hen eggs from their shed. We could not see over the gate to the road and one morning I remember my sister laying the eggs on the ground and we stood on them for a better view....well you know the rest!
    Thanks for the great subject.
    Helen xx

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  12. Loving your memory!!! Sadly ... I only remember from the 4th grade on ....

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  13. My first memory was we went to visit my Grandma and I remembered in the bus for very long time. It seems like days in the bus at that moment This is great post, Keith. It took me awhile to think about my first memory.:)

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  14. that is cool on the song...my first memories that are vivid are of my grandfather falling down the stairs and breaking his hip (3)...finding my first big wheel in the river after a flood...(4 or 5)...eating king vitamin cereal the morning my gramma died (4)...

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  15. What wonderful first memory!! I remember being at home my dad shaving and I was watching TV. I was no older than 3 years.

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  16. Not sure for me what the first is, how the heck does one hone in on the first anyway

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  17. I believe that would be throwing a bowl of mushy cornflakes at a nurse. I was about three and had been operated on for appendicitis.

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  18. Oh, so sweet post , very emotional , the song sung by mother is the sweetest
    memory of life :)

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  19. My first memory is nowhere near as beautiful as yours - but I remember being bathed in the kitchen sink by my mother when I was a tiny tot.

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  20. What a terrific memory. I have one of those freakishly long memories and can actually remember when we moved before my sister was born. I am 15 months older than her, so I was a little younger than that. Memories are a wonderful thing~

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  21. I remember Skeeter Davis, AND this song! I think I will Google her and find out whatever happened to her. You know, I cannot tell if my memories are real ones, or come from stories my mom told me about my life as a baby! I guess it gets harder to tell these things apart and things get more hazy when you are old. The picture is gorgeous, did you snap it?

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  22. Your first memory was a nice one, and I remember the song "The End of the World"
    . One of my first memories was when I was learning to walk. I fell and hit the corner of my left eye in the sharp edge of a coffee table. I still have a small scar to prove it.....

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  23. What a sweet memory! I'm not sure if this is my first memory (I'd have to think about it more), but I do remember when my parents brought my sister home from the hospital. I must have been about two and a half, and I was in the backseat of the car, leaning over into the front to look at his being in my mother's arms. (No car seats then!) :)

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  24. Skeeter Davis was much more popular than I thought. She died in 2004. Real name was Mary Frances Penick. She got the name skeeter because when she was a child, her grandpa said she was always running around like a mosquito (in Kentucky that is what they called mosquitoes) Too much info? Perhaps...

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  25. Wow, I remember that song - I was a teenager in the 60s. That is such a beautiful memory, your mom singing to you. I can't come up with a first memory right now, but it's got me thinking...

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  26. Mine was eating poison berry's and throwing up on a family friends dress when I was a toddler. I even did a story about it;

    http://robbiegrey.blogspot.com/2010/09/hollys-kiss.html

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  27. I am not sure what my first memory is. But, I remember being very young and playing with my brother under our deck while some construction was going on at our house. We both ended up with cuts all over from nails that had fallen to the ground from this construction.

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  28. Such a wonderful memory Keith. My first memory was when I was 3 years old and we were moving from Missouri to Illinois.

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  29. I think my first memory was running towards some woods, hand-in-hand with a friend, while my mum and her mum followed close behind. I would have been about 2. But as my memory is very bad, I might just be remembering my mum telling me that used to happen.

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  30. My very first memory was my father covering me up in my crib. I slept in mom and dads room and my father was in his boxer shorts and he was covering me up in the middle of the night. It was dark, so I'm not sure what time it was, but I remember this vividly.

    Have a terrific day. ☺

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  31. What a lovely memory! I love that song. I don't know what my first memory was. I'll have to think about that.

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  32. i remember crying in my crib at night and my mother trying to get me to go back to sleep. i was a couple of years old, too. being the youngest of 8 kids, i slept in a crib for a couple of years as there was no room for me elsewhere. :)

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  33. My first memories of childhood are not pleasant, so I won't go there. But I love yours! How sweet.

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  34. About 2 or 3, I remember watching my mother make little roll ups out of pie dough scraps and sprinkling them with sugar and cinnamon to bake for snacks when she made pies. I remember the smell and that her face looked happy.

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  35. Childhood memories are obviously selective, and since my brain trends to dwell in the negative...I don't know. And because I don't necessarily care to remember I'm not even sure what's my first memory, they kinda all just blend together. Such as life...

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  36. My first memory was when I was 2 and a half years old after I had surgery for a skin graft... I remember pushing the mask off my face in the operating room... then waking up ill in a crib. Strong memory... I've remembered this all my life...

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  37. my first memory is of the tune that played on a beautiful lamp that turned and turned occasionally it flashes in mind for a second or two...but I can never hold on long enough to know what it is

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  38. So sweet!

    My first memory is of holding my younger sister--who is 1.5 years younger than me, while Mom helped. It was a beautiful day with sunlight streaming in on our backs from the sliding door, and we were sitting on a couch in such ugly browns and oranges it could only have been conceived in the 70's. Ah, good memories.

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  39. My mom used to read and sing to me. She sang the mocking bird song. I'm not sure what it's really called. The one that goes, "Hush little baby don't say a word. Momma's gonna buy you a Mocking Bird..."

    I also remember bits and pieces around that time. A red strawberry in a patch my dad planted. We only got one out of the whole patch, but I remember it.

    I remember being set on the car to go to the hospital because I had an asthma attack. My Dad was in a rush because I wasn't breathing. He'd set me up there to unlock the door quickly. Then put me in.

    I remember my sister twisting me up on the swing, getting dizzy and banging into a pole. Then I couldn't reach for a towel. I broke my first bone that day. My collar bone.

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  40. Wow Keith, that is cool that you found the song!!!! My first memory was also when I was only 2 or 3. I was sitting on the porch with some of my relatives at my grandmother's old house and it was the first time I saw lights from the airport brushing back and forth against the sky. I was enthralled and kept asking about them. My relatives made up all kinds of crazy stories as to what the lights were and it took years to figure out they were from the airport!!!

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  41. I remember that song too. My earliest memory was when I was three. My mother was ill with TB and in one of those little isolation huts they used to have in the garden in the forties. I crept in to see her one day and she was sitting up in bed making me a doll for Christmas. It was one of those with a china head and the body made out of a lyle stocking. she tried to hide it under the pillow, but missed. This is such a precious memory for me. She died in 1948 when I was four.

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  42. What a beautiful post! And what an amazing question. So sweet you remember this song so vividly. Did you ever tell your Mom about this memory? I wonder if it's just as vivid in her memory as it is in yours.
    I've been thinking about the question for quite a while now. I cannot come up with one single memory I consider my first. It's more like countless pictures of certain moments come up, all of them at an age of 2 or 3 - me with my parents walking in the forest, me playing with my grandfather, my father recording my voice on tape, my mom reading countless books with me... :) Wonderful memories. I'm actually thankful your post just made me remember them.

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  43. It's nice the song you found out, Keith! The same was when I found out the photo and understood it was my first memory. I remembered the garden, children playing with me in sand and a man who took this photo. My mom said me to smile and I tried to do. It was 1948 and I was three and half.

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  44. What a nice song to go sleep on, awe!

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  45. That's a really sweet memory. My first memory is of crawling under my brother's crib and finding one of his baby bottles. I think I tried to open it because the smell was so bad..must have been old milk. eww He's 2 1/2 years younger than me so I must have been around 3 years old or so.

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  46. That's a great first memory. I know the song well enough and it is quite emotional.

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  47. What a beautiful and heartwarming first memory! No specific memories, just a jumble of living in our first house, must have been about 3 or 4.

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  48. This is such a lovely topic for a post. And such a lovely memory. Just adorable. I think it takes being an adult to realise just how much our parents loved us as small kids. I have quite a lot of memories from when I was two. I know my age because of where we were. Always surprises me that children so young can remember things. One of them was a 1960s starburst clock which was in the kitchen of a neighbour. I was mesmerised by it.

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  49. I remember the song well. I met Skeeter in a restroom at a club in Dallas! Me, as well as the other ladies' room users were... Skeeter Davis??? ... she just smiled and said ... hello ladies... or something similar ;)

    wow... haven't thought of that in eons. She was a very down to earth kid. loved her show...

    seems they'd have a different bathroom for the performers. maybe they did but she wanted to mingle... interesting, either way. I'm going to YouTube that song .. ha!

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  50. I think one of my first memories, not sure if the first, is not really a pleasant one. I went for a eye exam cause I had blury vision, then I remember wearing glasses for a short time, then laser eye surgery.

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  51. We'll it's honest but not glam
    Sitting on a potty

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  52. That is a beautiful memory! I have a handful of memories that go way, way back, and one of them is writing things for my dad to read. I must have been about three or so at the time. I used to scribble lines on paper and hand them to my dad to read. He would take them and tell me they were great, and thank me for them. Never once did he say that it was just gibberish, which it was! My father was special like that.

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  53. Wow....this is quite remarkable! As I am thinking about this I really cannot tell if my memories are real or they are reflections of pictures...one memory has to be my grandfather or his house...perhaps the cat in our house....I really cannot put it in the right sequence now...wonder what prompted your friend to ask you that question...Hope you had a great thanksgiving holiday.

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  54. Wow! What a memory! That's so cool.
    I wish I could remember my first memory.

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  55. To be able to remember the lyrics is quite remarkable.

    I’m afraid my first memories are a lot less pleasant. I still suffer the after effects today.

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  56. I believe I am able to remember things from about age 3 or 4. Just little snippets, though.

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  57. That is so beautiful. What an amazing first memory. My first memory rests on the opposite end of the spectrum...unfortunately.

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  58. What a special memory. and a great question. My first memory was riding horses when I was like 2, with my mom and dad...

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  59. My first real memory (and not one that I think is based on pictures from the same time frame) is when my brother was born. The lady who was taking care of me went to her church that morning for mass and I clearly remember walking up the front steps of the church that morning.

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  61. Wow, your memory goes way back!! I've never thought about it (never been asked the question), but now I'm going to think about it when the house goes quiet. :)

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  62. Wow, you've never been asked that question before? That's pretty cool. I ask people that question from time to time. Memories intrigue me, especially childhood ones.

    My first memories are of the apartment my mother and I shared when I was about 1, 1 1/2... More specifically, a black vase my mother had on a table by the window and the color of the carpet and walls. Those are followed by memories of drinking hot cocoa out of sippy cups on the bed of the neighbor girl who was babysitting me (mine was hot pink, hers was purple). I would have been around two then, maybe a little younger. Good times :) After that, it all kind of goes downhill VERY fast, so I'm glad that my very first memories are pleasant ones.

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  63. My first memory was when about 2 or 3 and my mom was gone to my grandma's house to have her baby and I couldn't understand that she would come back. The separation was very painful for me and I was inconsolable and my dad put me up on his shoulders and carried me for three miles to my grandma's house.
    JB

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  64. that is indeed a very deep question... my very first memory is of my mom teaching me the number 3 when I was 3 years old.

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  65. I remember that song well!!

    My first memory is walking up in my crib in the morning and my grandmother picking me up. I slept in her room. Don't remember how old I was.

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  66. My first memory was of my mother passing me to my godmother. Next thing I knew water was being poured on my forehead. To this day my mom is amazed that I remember that day.

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  67. I love that song, both the Skeeter Davis version and The Carpenters version...so beautiful.
    It's hard to pull together my first memories. I definitely remember my first day of Kindergarten with my broken right arm in a cast, and my big brother walking me to school. I can't think before that...I'm sure I must have something, I just can't put them in order.

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  68. What a neat question! You've now given me something to think about. :)
    I hope my son remembers me rocking and singing to him. :)

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  69. First of all, that is an awesome photo! Wow! I'm amazed you can remember something from when you were three. My brother says he remember being in his crib. Then I had to think and I realized I had a memory too. I must have been about 4 years of age. I grabbed my grandmother around her legs and she fell back on me. It knocked the wind out of me. I couldn't breathe. With my poor memory, I still remember that horrible sensation. Your memory is much more beautiful than mine, Keith.

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  70. Lovely photo! I am not sure which memory would be my first memory, so many keep popping up in my mind. You have a beautiful memory of your Mom. Have a great day!

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  71. For the first few years of my life we lived on a boat on the canal (I was actually born in it too) and my earliest memory is standing, cradled in mum's arms, on a dewy field. The sun was golden and caught the mist that hung above the grass. Dad was in the boat working on the engine and trying to get it started.

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  72. My 1st memory is of my dad running around the house in a happy panic right before my brother was born. It is still very vivid and clear to me now.
    I remember the "End of the World" song. We had the Eddie Arnold version on reel to reel. I think it was my first experience with the blues and I love it today. I sometimes sing it in the shower.
    Beautiful post Keith, thank you and keep them coming.

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  73. What a great question...I think about this often when I have an old memory pop in my head and realize how young I was when that particular thing happened. When I was very small I lived with my grandmother for a time and most of my early memories include her and being there...they all kind of run together for me...but all wonderful sweet and good!

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  74. That's a great memory! I can remember my mother's cat jumping up onto the table and licking the butter.

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  75. I've had your song in my mind all day, I've always loved it so, Don't say no, it's the end of the World, it ended when you said goodbye...why do the sun keeps on shinning why do.....oops memory lapse going to have to check it out

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  76. What a nice memory to hold on to. There is nothing like the bonding between a mother and child.

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  77. Is a nice question Keith.
    e The first I remember I was Little and Im in a garden with my sister, is summer and my dad take pictures of us, (funny I saw the pictures after) and I know is my grand mom garden, the most beautiful garden I knew, roses, camellias, a pine tree and peach tres, is curious because is not a
    a big garden but is special and beautiful, I loved so much my grand mom.
    Like always I really enjoy when I coming here:))

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  78. Dear Keith,
    Your question in this post is an interesting one.
    My earliest memory is also a song. However while yours was calming, this one had the opposite effect on me. I was aged about two. It was 1965 and the song was called 'Down Came the Rain'.
    If that song was played on the radio I remember screaming and crying from the moment he started singing what is best described as the chorus. Then I would calm down until the chorus began again and I would all over again. I remember that very well.
    In later years my parents told me that it used to make them laugh so much that they looked forward to it being played!!
    Now I have looked it up on Youtube and I see it was by someone named Mister Murray. I listened to it but thankfully there was no screaming or crying…
    Kirk

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  79. That is a beautiful memory! Much better than mine, which was of my sister standing in front of the tv, blocking my view of the show, while picking her nose. Not cool sister. Not cool.

    My wordless wednesday post today made me think of you. I think you will appreciate it, being the Elf lover like I am ;) http://www.theresasmixednuts.com/2013/12/wordless-wednesday-elf-lunch.html

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  80. Jeez, tough question. There's a number of early images jumbled in my mind, but there's no telling which occurred first chronologically. One good one was when I was two or three, and my father came home from his night shift at the steel mill with a tiny black kitten, which he placed in bed with me.

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  81. My first memory was realising just how wonderful I am :)

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  82. My first memory was when I was standing at the top of the stairs, holding my mother's hand, and I was SUPPOSED to go downstairs with my mother to 4-year-old kindergarten; and I didn't want to go. I remember the teacher at the bottom of the stairs beckoning me with a smile on her face, and I eventually DID brave it with my mother and walk down those stairs to kindergarten! Very interesting question, Keith.

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  83. Awww, that is so sweet! My first memory was around 4 years old I think but it was a sad one so I won't elaborate! I tend to have a vivid memory so I'm thankful for that.

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  84. Such a cute story! I need to think about this question! :) Don't really remember anything specific right now...hope I will!

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  85. My first memory was sitting on the back porch in a red gingham dress. My brother Robert was sitting on the step below. We were about 2 or 3.

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  86. Probably has to do with me playing in our old home way, way back when my Father didn't work in the same city as we did.

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  87. I remember waking up from a nap in my parents' bed. It was a peaceful, pleasant feeling.

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  88. My family sailed around Florida for six months when I was 3 and I have some very little snippets of memories from that trip (like pretending to be turtle with my life jacket and sticking my head down inside it, or lying on my older brother's stomach and looking at the horizon so I wouldn't be sea sick).

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  89. Oh, I so enjoyed this post..what a lovely memory to carry with you
    through time..

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  90. Whenever I hear that song, I'm reminded of the suicide scene from Girl Interrupted. In fact, it's a song often used in suicide scenes.. it accompanies the suicide scene in the clay animation Mary and Max. Interesting, it is a sad song and I can see how that fits.

    Hmm, my first memory, it has to be the view of a hay field. I remember sitting on the ground in the woods, looking up at the tall gold grass all around. It towered over me. To this day, I find grasses like that really beautiful to see.

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    1. My mistake, in the animation it was the song Que Sera, Sera... whatever will be will be. It's a similar tune though.

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  91. Hi Keith - great you found the song - and it brings back happy memories. Mine was probably dripping blood onto a stool having fallen off a beam - thankfully all was well .. scrunched forehead, but no lasting damage - well perhaps there is - but no-one's told me! That room used to be an old dairy and had many happy playtime memories for us ..

    Cheers Hilary

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  92. i remember listening to bad jelly the witch over and over because my mother couldn't be bothered to take care of me. you live and learn.

    :0)

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  93. Keith,

    Memories of my mother humming and singing lots of old sings as she worked. She especially did this while baking, so I associate certain old tunes, with the good smell of home baked cakes!!!
    Of course, Christmas cakes were a sign of great times to come....
    Happy Almost Christmas,
    Eileen:)

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  94. Aww, that is a wonderful memory, Keith. It brought tears to my eyes. I'd have to sit for awhile to try and remember mine…I find after 40 it takes more time to access the brain. he he

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  95. We lived in an apartment in Washington DC when I was 2--dad was Navy--I remember looking out the window at the cobblestones and people walking by and there was a tree. I wanted to be outside. Another memory from the same place is the kitchen table, a red bowl with milk and cheerios floating in the milk. I hated cheerios. :-) We moved from there before I was 3. As far as music, my grandfather also lived in DC and he played records and one of my favorites was ragtime piano by Del Woods. I remember the record cover was blue. My grandfather loved 1930's ragtime and jazz among other things.

    Sia McKye Over Coffee

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  96. My first memory is that of my nanny trying to convince me to wash my face.
    Your first memory is very sweet. I shall listen to that song too.

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  97. What a lovely first memory, Gert! I remember that song well. It was one of my Mother's favorites, too. Your photo is so beautiful. My first memory is sitting on a blanket with my parents, having a picnic in the backyard. Have a good week, my friend. xo Karen

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  98. Wow - I wish I had such a vivid memory. Everything is just a blur up until about, oh I don't know, last week?

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  99. All my memories as a child were of me hiding under my bed reading books, that's what happens when you have a bully of an older brother ;)

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  100. What a sweet memory!

    I remember watching the movie Thumbelina and insisting that I sing every song at the top of my lungs :D

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  101. How lovely that you are able to remember that ~ I can't say its my first memory but I do recall falling down the stairs, ouch ~

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  102. My first memory is that of been hit on the head with a plastic hammer when under two. I related this memory to my mother, describing the garden - which she stated was accurate. Why do I remember this? (I remember it from 'above' as if a witness of 'the scene' rather than that of being an unwilling participant.)
    Anna :o]

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  103. I'm not quite sure what my first memory is. Hmmm… I'll have to think on that.

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  104. Being in a kitchen with my grandfather, father, brother and an aunt. I think my mother was in the hospital with my next sister, making me 4. Wow...haven't thought of that in years...

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  105. That's a remarkable story. You were so young too. My first memories are when I was 4-ish, in preschool. I also remember my first day of kindergarten, but not much before my 4th and 5th years.

    xoRobyn

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  106. My very first memory is walking through water holding the hand of my baby brother, we were three and one, the tide was out and it was a clear enough day to see across the gulf, so I was taking him across the "ocean" to meet Grandma. We lived at Port Clinton in South Australia and it was Port Wakefield we could see across the gulf. Grandma lived in Germany.

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  107. The comfort of my mom and our house in New Jersey, age 2-3. ... It's always mom, huh. :)

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  108. I remember my parents selling the goat I thought was my pet. Actually it was for my baby sister's milk as she was allergic to other milk.

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  109. I can't really answer that cause I think my memories have been manipulated by photos I have... So I remember being at vaguely time at elementary school and pre elementary. Before that I remember sitting in front of an IBM 486 playing Double Dragon and Celtics Vs Lakers.

    Follow'd

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  110. I think my first memory is of crawling onto a beach,....

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  111. First memory probably from when I was four and my sister was brought inside the house after long.

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  112. at the tender age of two I had my tonsils removed and I do remember being
    in the hospital and crying in my crib because my mother had to leave....
    These days she could have stayed!

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  113. You ask such great questions. My first memory is from when I was about three. I was sitting on the floor with my legs stretched out in front of me and thinking "My legs are never going to be long like a grown up". I told my boys this once and they laughed so hard and told me I was strange. Oh well...

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  114. I think it was me and my bother sitting by the window singing " and they call it puppy love " by Michael Jackson, as they took our German Shepard away because he destroyed everything in our home. Some might call it a traumatic experience but I remember it as a bonding experience with my brother.

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  115. What a great first memory! My first memory is from when I was 2 or 3. I was sitting in the yard and I was stung by a bee.

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  116. I remember being at the top of the hill in Wellington but not sure if that is a memory from seeing a photo and suggested to me

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  117. Hmm quite interesting! Never really thought in this way. After a few minutes of brainstorming, I remembered so many of them but can't figure out which one should be the first one. But this one is a lovely post and acted as a catalyst to revisit the wonderful memory lane after a long time.

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  118. Hi Keith! I loved Skeeter's song when it was on the hit parade! Thanks for posting about it. My very first memory was standing on a balcony with my brother and an old bearded man. I was about two. The sun was setting and the sky was very red. The old man said, "Red sky in the evening, sailors' delight. Red sky in the morning, sailors take warning." My mother told me years later that the man was our landlord when I was two. No clue why I remembered that. Most of my other early memories are scary bits of dreams and events connected with horses. Have a good weekend!

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  119. That is an amazing first memory. You actually remembered the words?
    But I also find it a haunting picture: Rocking a baby to sleep, singing such sad lyrics. It may just have been a pretty tune, but that's an image that gives rise to story.

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  120. holy nostalgia, batman!
    thats an amazing memory! so touching.

    i remember my cousins and aunts & uncles & gramma & grampa. we did so much w/my moms family. i really miss having family close by...

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  121. yeah, you're right, one doesn't think about this too often. The ham in me wants to say something that happened this afternoon, but I think my earliest memory is when I was four or five, somewhere in there, my mother bought me a toy and for some reason I complained about it, wanting something more, and so she left to return the toy and I can't remember the toy, but I remember the shock that she actually returned it and only then did I really want that toy.

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  122. i can't say what's my actual first memory, but there's a lot of memories/emotions i remember from around the age 2/3:-) x

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  123. I've heard that song too, although I'm not sure where, but it certainly rings a bell.
    My first memory is of lying in the garden on the lawn and gazing up at the leaves on our huge cherry tree. I must have been around three at the time, but the memory is still very vivid.
    Strange how these trivial things remain forever.

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  124. I love that song. Now let me think.........

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  125. My first memory is ... a street worker taking out his glass eye in order to scare us kids ... I was 3 years old, I think ... pretty traumatic ... o, well ... it made me a compassionate person ... smiles.

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  126. It was my fifth birthday and my Mother had me standing outside by a picnic table posing with my cake.

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  127. Such a nice and nostalgic first memory! Nothing is better then a nice and comforting mother's voice!

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  128. Such a good memory, it's amazing how song can fill us up with the past. One of my happiest first memories was easter when I was three years old and to my surprise got a rabbit that I named Flopsy Bear. Lots of joy and delight!

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  129. Lovely image and sweet story. I don't think mine would be so pleasant.

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  130. Sweet memory, Keith. I wish I could remember as far back as you can. I do remember my grandmother rocking me to sleep in her rocking chair. I don't recall exactly how old I was. She would hum. It was so soothing.

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  131. Ahhh, I hope my boy's first memory includes me. What comes to mind for me is being about 3 in my front yard playing with my neighbors puppies while my siblings were at school. My mom called the neighbor to ask if I could play with them. I was so happy!
    Cortne

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