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What Is Your First Memory?

July 15, 2016

What is your first memory? I mean your very first memory, the very first thing you can recall from your past.

Our minds are capable to remembering things from a long, long time ago. However, everyone’s memory seems to have different limitations on how far back they go. Some can remember things from their infancy and others only recall their lives beginning at various ages in childhood, often in grade school. Still others seem to block everything out before a certain point. Where do you fit in?

Personally, I can recall quite vividly stomping on cockroaches in Des Moines, Iowa when I was very, very young. How young? According to my mother, I was six months old and just learning how to walk. I recall the basement of the house where we lived. It had a grated drain in the middle of the room where an old washing machine was located. I remember that machine as well. It was one of those hand-cranked roller affairs that disappeared all together in the late 1950s. Around the grate, I would see cockroaches. Being a barbaric toddler, I would try to crush them with my little Buster Brown shoes.

My father claimed to have remembered his older sister changing his clothes on a granite table in Austria. In fact he remembered the incident vividly, including the surroundings in the room at the time. However, his sister died when my father was six months old. His memory too must have extended into the first few months of his life. It is interesting that his memory of such an early event stayed with him for over 88 years.

In checking with others, I have found that memories usually coalesce about the time of kindergarten. Some are fuzzy and some are crystal clear. Again, I remember spilling soap on a young girl’s dress when I was in the first grade. Her name was Sandy and I was reprimanded for being sloppy. On the other side of the memory scale, I have spoken to many childhood friends and they recall nothing that I remember from over 60 years ago.

Take a minute and think back as far as you can. What is your first memory? Let us know here on this forum.

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  1. Joan Garby permalink

    My first memory is somewhere in my fourth year. My father had purchased our first TV set. I can picture it sitting in a corner of our living room. I was trying to change the channels and remember my father speaking harshly to me, telling me that I would not be allowed to touch the TV until I was 5 years old. I clearly remember the reprimand!

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  2. allenrizzi permalink

    I don’t blame him. Back then TVs were like gold and cost about as much.


  3. Reblogged this on allenrizzi and commented:

    I just remembered this post… 🙄


  4. I was two years old and had just taken my first plane ride. My mother was carrying my infant sister.

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  5. Probably not, I have improved since then.

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  6. I was 2 when my sister was born. I remember visiting my mother in the hospital, where they stayed in those days for 10 days. I played on the bed and looked at cards people had sent her.

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  7. L.Roach permalink

    At about three years old I remember watching Lawrence Welk with my German grammy. I can also remember spending time with my Tyrolean nonna as she taught me how to crochet while we watched Queen for a Day.

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    • Queen For A Day – I haven’t heard that in years but I certainly remember it now! I think grandmothers had a great effect on our early memories. Thanks for commenting.

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  8. I’m still thinking about this Allen but I recall a crib where I was laying and a lady with dark hair was standing over me (maybe in the orphanage).


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