During a discussion with friends about Nothing in Particular, we each spoke of our very earliest memory.  Or at least, my friends told about their earliest childhood memory.

I was racking my brain, trying to remember anything at all about my early childhood.

Then, a short movie unrolled in my head and I could see my mother handing me a quilt and a package of Juicy Fruit Gum and I could feel my childish delight as I took these items and went outside for a little picnic by myself.

How old was I?  Quite likely about three or four years old, I suppose, for we were living on Rock Island Street in Tucumcari, New Mexico at the time.

That was it.  A good Childhood Memory.  A picnic.  A quilt.  Chewing gum.

One thought on “Memories

  1. The day Pearl Harbor was born was my birhday. I was 4 that day. Because there was little extra money during that time…the birthdays were celebrated with cake and lots of fun. I remember that day vividly because even though we had a birthday cake, and I got a little gift….the day was not joyous and the day felt not happy. It turned out good as I got some store bought paper dolls!!!! (I had usually had to cut out some “dolls” from the catalog. They never did look right since the models and the clothes did not fit together!!! However…….I must say that my childhood was a great one. My mother and daddy knew how to entertain us and our house was filled with much laughter.
    Thanks Hope for the chance to share a childhoos memory.

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