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General Forums => The O' Club => Topic started by: JB88 on August 07, 2007, 11:33:45 PM
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my earliest memory is of a batch of puppies being born in a shed behind our house. we went to visit them. it's relatively clear...and i have confirmed that the event occured...i was very young...probably 3. what is your earliest memory?
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1.5, sitting on back porch playing with a truck. Other one is from a year later when a police officer, finding me half a mile from my house playing in another yard, asked me what my name was and I responded 'Frog'. Seemed like a good idea at the time.
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Filling up my Dad's 57 Plymouth with a waterhose playing Gas Station. 1964 and I'll never forget it.
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2....hitting my mom's boss in the head with a toy of some sort.
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Originally posted by Chairboy
1.5, sitting on back porch playing with a truck. Other one is from a year later when a police officer, finding me half a mile from my house playing in another yard, asked me what my name was and I responded 'Frog'. Seemed like a good idea at the time.
that reminds me of a time that i got lost at a fair. they pulled me up on the stage and asked me what my name was and i said "hopalong cassidy."
wow.
floodgates,
:D
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my earliest verified memory was around 3 years old. there was that wonderful smell of fresh lumber - my dad was building our house. i was very frustrated and making a fuss because there was a 55 gallon drum and i couldn't see what was inside, and i really really badly wanted to look inside of it, but i was too small. my dad picked me up and held me over the drum so i could look inside. it was half full of rain water. my dad said that i thought there was a fish in there.
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Strange but I can have my Mom back me to this day- she asked me as a joke when I was a toddler what I remembered- I told her, being 'scrunched', in red, warm and it was loud. Characteristics of the womb. I was 4. No recall these days but if I remembered back then, well that's pretty cool.
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8 months. No kidding.
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i put a staple through my hand when i was 2
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I actually remember a year or so before the "fill up" incident. I couldn't have been more than a year or so old. Me, Mom and my two sisters were moving from Archer City, Texas to North Platte, Nebraska. We were dirt poor and spent the night along the way camping in roadside parks. I remember taking a "shower" one chilly morning standing in a dishpan while Mom poured a pitcher of water on me.
Man that was COLD water let me tell you. I slept in the back window of the Galaxy500.
That had to be in early 1963. I'm suddenly feeling very Gary Busey...
(http://www.dailypepper.com/mt/archives/busey.jpg)
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Christmas 1965.
Feeding the chickens with Grandpa and trying to get up the step from the living room to the kitchen.
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Living in what was to become the garage as the parents built their house. Not much more than 12 months old. (born in June) Also have a recolletion of the footings (man that trench was deep) for the garage being put in.
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More or less one year old, I was planted on a table in a small private gym room at my dad's University campus. It was probably in the late afternoon, after classes. There was orange sunshine scattering in from a high window behind him through dust everywhere. My dad in a purple oversuit was skipping rope in that orange mix of light and dust to get back in shape after one of many operations on one of his legs, for polio.
The next earliest one is sitting on his shoulders as he walked along a high hedge to the opening of a wild garden in the countryside at high noon.
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Niagara Falls on a family trip...looking down at the Whirlpool and then wandering around a wax museum scared to death with my older sister.
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October of 1962 (I was almost 2), going with my mom when she renewed her driver's licence at the local national guard armory. Therer were soldiers EVERYWHERE...it was....
During the October Missle Crisis.
Also...the next fall....
Watching the funeral of JFK with my mom as she cried.
68ROX
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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.
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2 years old. Flew with my mother to Denmark. I remebered the white snow.
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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.
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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 :)
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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.
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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
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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.
:O
Mac
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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.
:huh
Mac
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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.
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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.
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about 2 years old.
I am in a entry way, crying and gagging as **** runs down my leg.:D
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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.
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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.
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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?
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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. :rolleyes:
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Originally posted by Hortlund
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.
Seeing as how the "experts" still don't really know how the brain works I'm not inclined to believe them when they say something is impossible.
Not too long ago the experts said that heart surgery was impossible, now it is a common occurance.
Ahh yeah, because doctors know so much. You believe what you want I'll believe what I want.
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Originally posted by Hortlund
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 grandma...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.
Right, then how come do I remember sitting with my grandmother on a hospital bench at two years old when my sister was born? I know I was two because she was born two years after me, plus I have never been to a hospital with any of my grandparents anytime. I also remember playing in the side yard with some neighborhood kids at around 1 1/2 - 2 years of age. I had a plastic golf club and was smacking plastic golf balls. None of the other kids could figure out how it was supposed to work (They were about 4-10 years old) yet I had no issue smacking that ball and making it soar.
I also recall wheeling myself to a friend's house on my tricycle at about 3 years of age, feeling something gooey in my pants (Was off the diapers), and returning home to a father steamed that I had left the house without permission. On top of filled pants I had a red butt after he got done with me.
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Right, then how come do I remember sitting with my grandmother on a hospital bench at two years old when my sister was born?
Its an glitch in the Matrix.
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i remeber ealier years, when i see pictures of my birthday party 3-4 years old i remember the day barely. but early dramatice moments i remember..
falling out of a rotten tree house breaking my arm on the same farm i got my finger caught in the car door about 5yo.
my first model b-17 i eventually climbed to the roof of my house torched it w/hairspray and threw it off.
jumping off the roof of our garage w/an inflatable pool.holding it like a parachute. only to land on a stump almost breaking both legs.
when we moved into this house there was a empty brass shell from a cannon.i was about 7 and i dragged that thing up to the roof rolling it off and waiting to hear it whistle. it didnt.
getting 2 concussions and seeing my life before my eyes both times .
being born in'57 and growing up in the 60's, g.i.joe was pretty big with me.had the german 'joe and the space 'joe w/capsule.
well could go on and on but theres a few. the good old days..
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"The parts of the brain that handle long-term memory do not develop before the age of 4."
I think the average true long-term memory is 3-4 years old, Hortlund, not an arbitrary 4 years old. There is a strange paradox that we do have the capacity very early for long-term memory, but we suffer a childhood "amnesia" of events. Two year-olds have language skills embedded in long-term memory, but they're unlikely to remember events from that age as they grow older.
We also have very creative imaginations in the preteen years, so it is likely that many of the memories people have from under 3 years old were vividly imagined later, based on information they were told later about an event. As adults, they cannot be convinced that it isn't a real memory.
I can't remember what I had for lunch yesterday, but I can remember the reception area of the hospital when my mother went to deliver my sister. I remember the nurses laughing when I asked my father where they were taking her in the "bicycle." I was three months shy of my 4th birthday.
Well, I'm convinced that I remember it...
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Originally posted by Denholm
Right, then how come do I remember sitting with my grandmother on a hospital bench at two years old when my sister was born?
To be blunt. You dont.
What you have is a memory of yourself sitting with your grandmother on a hospital bench at two years old when your sister was born. But this memory is not a true memory. It is a memory that has been created at a later stage in your life, probably very early since you feel you have had this memory all the time.
It is very easy to "create" a memory like that. All it would take is for someone to tell you what happened, and then your brain fills in the blanks, and creates a "full picture" of the event, and a year later it is impossible for you or anyone to tell the difference between a "real" memory, and one of those "fill in blank"-memories.
Let me give you an example of how this works. This is from an experiment with a school class of 7yrolds. The class is sitting in their seats, a man comes into the classroom and reads a chapter from a childrens book. Thats it, he walks in, reads the chapter, and walks out. Afterwards the kids are taken one by one into another classroom where they are interviewed.
The interviewer asks them what they thought of the man, and the story, and then the interviewer asks "so, why do you think he tore the pages from the book, threw it to the floor and stormed out"
The childrens reaction to this is first complete puzzlement. They sit there for a short while, but then they start to give answers along the lines of "maybe he was angry", "maybe he thought the story was bad"...etc.
Then a year later, another interviewer returns to the same school, and asks the same children questions about the guy who visited their classroom a year earlier. All the children now has the same vivid memory of the crazy guy who visited their classroom, tore the book into pieces and threw them to the ground. Some of the children has added even more descripting images of how he flipped a chair on his way out, etc.
These memories are now "true" memories for the children. They will always remember how that guy came into the classroom and tore up that book.
Something similar has taken place with you and your memory of your grandmom. It could have started with your grandmom asking you when you were 4 if you remember that time when you sat together. Or it could have been your mom who told you that you sat there with your grandmom. Or you have seen a picture of you and your grandmom. Your brain then filled in the blanks, and created a memory that fits with the situation you know you have been in.
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Well, i always wondered why i dont have any childhood memories... I was like "did something bad happen too me when i was little?". This explains it tough.
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Gee, I never realized that on precisely the 1,461st day of every single human being's life, they all of a sudden become capable of remembering events.
I love this O'Club, you learn something new everyday :rolleyes:
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Hortlund's intimate knowledge on the inner workings of the brain notwithstanding I have a memory that contradicts his "4 year old rule". When I was less than a year old I slept in a cradle in the living room of my parents apartment. On a shelf by my cradle the was a wooden statue of a long-necked bird, and at night the streetlight outside the apartment would make the bird cast a very ominous looking shadow on the wall. I was terrified by this shadow every single night for the first year of my life. We moved from that apartment shortly after my first birthday, before I was a able to speak, so I couldn't have told anybody and have them tell me later. There are no pictures of that apartment either and my mother was amazed when I, 14 years later at my confirmation, described the bird-statue and other objects on the mantle in detail.
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ya! well then how do you explain my past life memories of being cleopatra then?!
:confused:
well?!
:furious
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I was just over 1 years of age. I was standing in my cot holding the wooden bars like a desperate convict. It was the middle of the night and my parents were asleep in the massive bed opposite.
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I was 35, and I distinctly remember buying the baggy, after that I have no ide....no, wait, that was ten minutes ago.
What were we talking about?
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Hortlund is correct, though off on the age at which it happens (I think). I believe the age is 3 or so, and DOES VARY. I've encountered the power of the mind to fabricate memories in my experiments with hypnosis.
I've seen people describe vivid detail of an event I had just told them happened 10 minutes previous.
People do imagine themselves doing things during the times they can't remember when they are told by other people.
My earliest memory is when I was 4 or 5, and hanging off the outside of a two story jungle-gym at the daycare center I was going to. I was screwing around with a wood chip, when I hit my finger pretty hard. I look down, see bone... And the next thing I remember is looking up at a bunch of faces in the hospital.
I had a feinting problem when I was younger. Whenever I saw my own blood, I would just go out.
I don't have the problem anymore, probably because I've seen too much of my blood on the wrong side of the skin.
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I do remember thinking, when I was little, how odd it was that I had almost no memories from the year 1987 and back, or 5 years after I was born.. I first had this thought at around 6 or 7 years old.
Hortlund, your rule doesn't seem absolute to me though. The event in my first memory was kept secret from anyone else (my father was training earlier than everyone advised him), and I remember thinking of the memory a few years after it happened, before anyone found out it had happened (doctor's diagnosis of some damage caused by the exercise).
Also, the details I described when I first recalled it to my father was more than someone would've told me about, and it checked out with what my father recalled.. He wouldn't lie about that.
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when i was 2 years old i remember visting my great grandfather in the desert. i was running around with my older cousin when i tripped and cracked my head open on a brick i remember the pools of blood but then i passed out so....
another one is of the gulf war towards the end of it when we used to hear air raid sirens alot and had to completly cover all the windows with black blankets as to not let out the light. and i also remember the huge needle of epinehrin that we used to have and the playing police with the gas masks on
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The alarm clock going off this morning...
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Another one...
I was about 18 months old and wearing just a diaper at my grandparent's house in Mississippi. My grandfather had one the blue ribbon at the Prentiss County Fair with his record breaking watermellon (there is a photo of me sitting on the watermellon, but I don't remember that part).
While they cut open the watermellon, a thunderstorm came, and we all got up on the porch. After the storm, I went down into the yard and played in the mud puddles and became a muddy mess.
I clearly remember my grandparents and aunts and uncles laughing at me playing around in the mud in my diaper, while they ate the watermellon.
That would have been the summer of 1962.
68ROX
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Attention Dr. Hortlund...
The Donner Family will see you after Lunch...
Reference an Eating Disorder.
:huh
Mac
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Originally posted by JB88
ya! well then how do you explain my past life memories of being cleopatra then?!
:confused:
well?!
:furious
Man this just crushed all my past life memories of being Mark Anthony.
Think I'm gonna be sick....
:huh
Mac
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marc antony?!
pfft.
sloppy seconds.
:cool:
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Originally posted by JB88
marc antony?!
pfft.
sloppy seconds.
:cool:
Skuzzy this is where we need one of them puking, hurling smilely icon thingys here.
*urp*
Mac
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do i look fat in this gold woven tunic?
:confused:
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Originally posted by JB88
do i look fat in this gold woven tunic?
:confused:
No, but it does make yer Asp look big!
:rofl
Mac
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yer a dweeb dude.
:D
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Originally posted by JB88
yer a dweeb dude.
:D
It's all in the timing Bro.
:D
Mac
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Originally posted by AWMac
Skuzzy this is where we need one of them puking, hurling smilely icon thingys here.
*urp*
Mac
how bout this one...
(http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t92/Airscrew/www_MyEmoticons_com__beingsick.gif)
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Originally posted by Airscrew
how bout this one...
(http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t92/Airscrew/www_MyEmoticons_com__beingsick.gif)
Perfect
:aok
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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.
I call bull****.
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Originally posted by Slash27
I call bull****.
Ditto
or maybe this rule only applys to those in Sweden, Norway and Denmark?
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Originally posted by AWMac
Ditto
or maybe this rule only applys to those in Sweden, Norway and Denmark?
Hell, I wish I did not remember the St. Bernard attacking me when I was 3 and falling down the stairs and getting hung up in the banister at 2.:D
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Originally posted by Slash27
Hell, I wish I did not remember the St. Bernard attacking me when I was 3 and falling down the stairs and getting hung up in the banister at 2.:D
Did your Parents get the pork chop off yer neck before the Police arrived?
J/K'n
:rofl
Mac
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Originally posted by AWMac
Did your Parents get the pork chop off yer neck before the Police arrived?
J/K'n
:rofl
Mac
I was at Granma's:(
And I have yet to watch Cujo.:D
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I have no clue how old I was, but I remember being in this narrow tunnel and trying to get to the light at the other end.
I was pretty scared cause there sure was a lot of yelling and screaming out there. :rofl
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I was 2...living in Scotland. I remember visiting castles, the cold, the rain and the dark.
The other thing I can remember is the snow. My older brother would build me snow tunnels I could play in.
Also...very pertinent to AH...I remember the SHEEP! LOL kid you not :D
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Originally posted by Slash27
I call bull****.
I call ignorance. Go get an education instead of grandstanding on an internet forum.
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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.
I remember having my tonsils removed, I was 2 years old.
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Hortlund, you may be right but you're spoiling the party :(
My first memories were rather prosaic and happened about age 3, which I suppose is within the error range. I remember running through the kitchen past the gas cooker in the house my parents were squatting in. I also remember linking up with my little friend and walking across the green outside the house joyfully repeating the F word again and again with no idea what it meant. Later, I remember living with friends in the city, their big huskie called Kola, the smell of disinfectant in their back yard and being among the crowds in the city. I later remembered them emigrating to Chicago and waving them goodbye from the viewing gallery as they boarded the Boeing 707, not that I knew it was a 707 at the time or even had any concept that Chicago wasn't over the next hill.
I remember being disappointed that I couldn't ride in the big red truck when moving to our friends house on very wet day, then being delighted to ride in it when we moved to our new house in the suburbs on a very hot day. When the driver was unloading the truck he jokingly said he was going to keep my little red pedal car and I was really worried. :cry
I also remember when JFK visited Ireland because all the helicopters flew over. It was terribly exciting but had no idea why! I was almost four at that stage so most are undoubtedly real.
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The age at which memory develops is not set in stone. Genetics, Stimulus, diet, and other factors can allow the nerves to connect in the brain at differing paces. Also people with certain mental illnesses develope memory earlier as a result of certain parts of the brain not developing fully. (and don't call this BS. It came from my psychologist who probably knows more on the subject than you.)