earliest memory

[Airscrew]

Earliest memory... probably 1963 or 64.  Sitting on the curb in front of our house, me and my brother, me about 3 him about 2 years old.   Sitting on the curb and throwing small rocks (pebbles really) into the street.  Lady comes driving by in something like a 62 - 63 Buick 4 door, kinda pastel green color, big beehive hairdo.  We hit one of the hubcabs.  she stops and yells at us.    I also have a very faint memory of a bedroom, coats and purses on the bed, but my head barely comes to the top of the bed... probably about 2.

[SunKing]

2 years old. Flew with my mother to Denmark. I remebered the white snow.

[derelict]

Baba (my Grandmother) dressing me up in 2 tons of clothes while I sat on the counter in her basement.  Then George (my Grandfather) took me outside and set me down in the biggest pile of white stuff with a small plastic bucket and shovel.  I spent what seemed like an eternity building castles in their back yard.  

Told my Mother this and she said it must have been a dream.  Told Baba and she remembered it clearly.  Said it was when my Mother had dropped me off on the way to the hospital to give birth to my younger brother (Dec 30, 1961).  I spent the next day playing in the snow in her backyard.  I was 14 months old.

[texasmom]

swimming when I was about a year old. then a little bit later swinging on those old style two seater see-saw type swings. If I got up high enough I could see a water tower ~ always the goal

[Mickey1992]

Back when the TV clicker was really a clicker, I would grab a set of keys and shake them in the TV room and it would change the TV channel and piss off my Grandfather.  I thought I was very clever.  I think I was just shy of 3 because he passed away not soon after.

[Charon]

Being pulled through the streets on a sled to my grandmothers house during the Chicago blizzard of '67 -- I was 2 at the time.

Charon

[AWMac]

The Summer of 1960, I was a lil more than 2 1/2 at my Pop Pops (Grandpa) house.
The neighbours down the road had some Guniea Hens which had chicks.
Then 4 hens and a bunch of chicks came around the house when Pop Pop was working on the Rambler and he told me not to touch the chicks...but they were so cute I wanted to hold one. I ran and dove, got the last chick....

This is also the first time things went "slow motion" on me... Later in life known as "Man you really screwed up now!".

I had 4 mad hens on me, peckin the crap outta me... I was screaming and my Pop Pop was in tears from laffin so dam hard.

Even today, 46 years later, I get the shivers when I see Guniea Hens... or them evil Flyin Monkeys from the Wizard of Oz.... but thats another story.



Mac

[AWMac]

This goes waaaaaaay back...

Some kid two caves over named Maverick well his Dinosaur died.  It took 10 Moons to bury it under their Rose bush. Then his Dad made him a new wheel as a replacement.

I was jealous.



Mac

[SIK1]

September 8,1966, Playing with a beach ball with my dad outside the hospital in Slidel(sp) LA. I was 23 months old, my sister was being born.
Don't know why I remember that but I do.

[Hortlund]

Before this goes overboard, I want you all to consider this little fact.

It is physically impossible to have memories from before age 4, because the part of the brain that handles long-term memories is not developed before age 4.

[GtoRA2]

about 2 years old.

I am in a entry way, crying and gagging as **** runs down my leg.

[SaburoS]

Originally posted by Hortlund
Before this goes overboard, I want you all to consider this little fact.

It is physically impossible to have memories from before age 4, because the part of the brain that handles long-term memories is not developed before age 4.

How about this little fact...
People develop at different rates.

I have a clear memory from 2 1/2 years old.

[Hortlund]

Originally posted by SaburoS
How about this little fact...
People develop at different rates.

I have a clear memory from 2 1/2 years old.

No, you dont. You think you do, but that is a different thing entirely.

It could be something someone told you, it could be a picture you have seen, it could be a dream you had when you were very young. It is very very easy to plant "false" memories into children, and after a while, it becomes impossible to tell the difference between a real and a fake memory.

The one thing that it cannot be however, is a "real" memory.

I know this is weird, because you really do think you have that memory, and you probably think Im horribly unfair to tell you what you can or cannot remember. Fact remains though.

Personally, I am convinced that I have a memory from when I was around 1 year old. The memory is a split second of me on a beach, and I really can "see" everything, the sand, the sun, the water, my grandmom...etc. And still, it is not a real memory. I have no idea where it comes from...but I do know that I was on that beach when I was 1, and I do know she was there etc. Ive even seen a picture of me on that beach.

Im not saying all this just to piss in you guys bowl of soup. Im just saying that it is impossible. And if you dont want to take my word for it, ask any neuro-physiology-professor. The parts of the brain that handle long-term memory do not develop before the age of 4. No matter how much you think you are the exception to this rule, you arent.

[AWMac]

Originally posted by Hortlund
Before this goes overboard, I want you all to consider this little fact.

It is physically impossible to have memories from before age 4, because the part of the brain that handles long-term memories is not developed before age 4.

See what extreme cold does to brain cells?

Mac

"Hortlund Makes a Hoot"  Wasn't this a Dr. Seuss book?

[SaburoS]

Well Hortlund, summer of '64 we had just moved to Japan. My dad was in the Navy so we hadn't even gotten our 'permanent' housing yet. We were visiting friends. We just got a dog from them. I was trying to walk the dog and had the leash around my wrist. we were on this old gravel road leading up to/from their house. The dog saw something and bolted. I hit the ground face first with my teeth going through my upper and lower lips.
Later at the hospital/clinic, I was wrapped in a blanket then had my lips stitched. The severe pain as well as that experience I'll never forget. I was screaming. No one can tell me the tremendous pain I suffered, nor can they implant that 'memory' in me.
...but of course your source is perfect so my experience didn't really happen nor did I remember it. Yes, I know, you're never wrong.