First Cognizant Memory

QUOTE(traveler @ May 13 2003, 10:33 AM)Was driving down the road this morning and this popped into my head and kind of made me think a little about why I am who I am.

Well my very first cognizant memory is of landing in New York La Gaurdia airport moving back from Great Britain and throwing up on my Bugs Bunny doll. Kind of interesting when you think that my first reaction upon touching American soil was to throw up. Please don't take offense, I've done my share and more for this country too but have always loved airports, and train stations and the thought of "going" somewhere, anywhere. It's funny because my second cognizant memory was a long train ride to my grandparents from denver to Oklahoma City after my mom left my dad and my grandfather picking us up at the station. I don't even remember my parents together but I remember that journey. I have vague memories of people yelling in the other room but those are my first clear memories.

Anyway was just wondering what your first cognizant thoughts were, really no bs, and what if any effect it's had on your life. I think it's obvious the effect those journeys had on my life. Never stopped traveling!
I can write a book about mine. It is still fresh

As sad as it was and not to be a downer....
My first cognizant memory that I can remember is when I was barely 3 years old. We had just finished eating dinner and were running around. All of a sudden my baby sister threw up and started choking. My Dad picked her up called the doctor and my little sister suffocated in my Dad's arms.. Back in those days no one knew CPR.. As my own children grew up I always watch them play after eating dinner. Sorry about the sad story... Now, on with the show.....

oh my gosh perfectfit...

I tend to confuse early memories... I think I don't really have any earlier than 5 or so. I'm thinking I look at pictures of me younger than that and believe I recall the situation and turn that into an "unauthentic" memory!

Sooo... that being said: One of my earliest memories is finding my kitty squashed in the street in front of my house!! Perhaps the sadness has bonded me to that species rather than dogs.

I don't know that my memories contribute to the person I am today. Feel I was born an "old soul"

I think my mind has blocked all childhood memories.

I barely even remember this picture being taken, but I do remember the shirt:

I also remember the first time that my older brother of 5 years was chasing me and I fell to my hands and knees and he flipped over my back and got the wind knocked out of him. Now that was great..... Yeah.....

QUOTE(Snowmaker @ May 13 2003, 10:05 AM)I think my mind has blocked all childhood memories.
Why is that? Do I know? <_<

My family is always bustin' my chops because when we would gather around @ family functions my stories would always start out " I remember when I was 3 years old...." My earliest memory IS when I was 3 years old (all together now!) at that bday party in fact, I was running down our driveway in N.J. with a gift that somebody had dropped off for me and fell on my knees, blood everywhere, but being a famous party animal even at that age, I partied on

QUOTE(John Maniaci @ May 13 2003, 10:29 AM)QUOTE(Shandog @ May 13 2003, 11:23 AM) I was 3 - It was Christmas eve and I remember being in the bathroom in my blue dress and my new black patent leather shoes standing on top of the toilet seat so my mom could put in my pigtails.

We went to my grandma's house and she let me sip her highball - I must've caught a buzz because I started spinning and spinning around the pole in the basement, fell and cracked my chin open - still got the scar today.
LUSH! lol

I can also remember the parties as a child. I also remember many many baseball memories, football games (Tigers and Lions games at Tiger Stadium), Pistons games, even Harlem Globetrotters at Olympic Stadium. The schools out brush cut Dad used to make us get at Slefridge Air Base.....

One of my earliest has to be the time my I took one of those garbage ties and peeled all the paper off so all that was left was the metal wire. Then of course in my infinite wisdom I bent it in a u shape and stuck it in the wall socket........ZZZZZAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPP....flew accross the room and fried my hand....off to the hospital for a tetnis shot.......lol

Tons more too, I guess my childhood was a happy one cause thats about all I remember....

Mini

QUOTE(Shandog @ May 13 2003, 10:23 AM)I was 3 - It was Christmas eve and I remember being in the bathroom in my blue dress and my new black patent leather shoes standing on top of the toilet seat so my mom could put in my pigtails.

We went to my grandma's house and she let me sip her highball - I must've caught a buzz because I started spinning and spinning around the pole in the basement, fell and cracked my chin open - still got the scar today.
My grandma also liked to get the kids liquoured up as well. She was a real pistol, and one of the most functional alcoholics I've ever met. One of the first "Triage" nurses in america and was dean of the school of nursing for University of Colorado, wrote textbooks still in use today at Wayne State and all over and member of the World Health Organization. Traveled all over the world, very dynamic, intelligent and could party like an absolute rock star. Her theory was if you locked up the liquor cabinet then the kids will just break in. Used to go to restaurants with her and she'd order like this "Wild Turkey on the Rocks, don't pollute it with any water!" Cool lady lived to 84 because she was pickled.

PerfectFit....That is so sad. It gave me chills through my body. I remember we weren't allowed to run around and eat as kids.....Thank God we know CPR now.

I have so many memories This is the first one that came to mind: I spent a lot of time with my grandparents as a child.....They were social butterflies and took me everywhere. They took me to a opening exhibit at the Detroit Institute of Arts one weekend....They were of socializing and I was off guzzling champagne! That explains my love for alcohol!

I remember another party they had at their place downtown......I asked everybody for a sip of their drink Maybe it was a New Year's Eve party....I can see them all dancing and singing still.....

Oh, yes...my first airplane ride.....Went down south to stay with my other grandparents.....had my mouth surrounded by the puke bag the whole way.....I still get motion sick. (Even puked all the way home on Hammer's boat one night after watching the fire works on the Detroit River)

Great topic, Traveler! I tried to make 'em short and sweet

i will go way back, i was 24.
i woke up with a major hangover, tv blaring, sleeping on a couch.
i still don't know who's house this was
but there was a big stuffed easter bunny, and looked like what to be, children running around, i remember leaving, it was a big parking lot,...i seen a guy in a robe, with these gold like ropes around his neck.
i also heard alot of organ music