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11-19-2009, 10:36 PM
I have been here long enough to know that many of the folks here did not have great childhoods. I am sorry for that :hug:

But I think all of us have some good memories of our past...meaningful ones...silly ones...

I will share some with is one...

My dad has been gone for 20+ years now...but I still think of him sometimes when I comb my hair...ok...the little hair I have left ;)...I can still remember him holding my chin up as he combed my hair up in a wave using Brylcreem...a little dab will do ya...gotta be old to remember that ;)

How about you....some memories you want to share? :)

11-19-2009, 10:56 PM
Having tea and bread with my Grandpa. I was his favorite grand-child, at least he doted on me like I was. Unfortunately Papa died in 1993.

11-19-2009, 11:00 PM
When I was little my dad would use the company station wagon and bring home a little blue plastic swimming pool for me on my birthday - May 31st


11-19-2009, 11:19 PM
My Grandmother (we called her Mama) was a real country woman when it came to cooking and such.

I used to love for winter to come so I could catch a cold - Mama made the the best hot toddies with honey, lemon juice, and Old Granddad whiskey - yes we kids got alcohol.

She also made corn cob wine YUM. My youngest brother and I used to wait for Saturday when our Dad would take her to the market - then we would raid those wine jugs under the kitchen sink. Sometimes we put water in it so the level was right. Little did we know that the taste DID NOT improve with the water. Unfortuneately, we didn't get along so I didn't learn from her the things I now wish I had - including how to make the wine.

11-19-2009, 11:25 PM
When we moved into our neighborhood it was surrounded an all sides by woods, slowly one subdivision after another was put in around us. Construction sites/vacant houses are the most fun hangouts ever!

11-19-2009, 11:35 PM
Yes they are ACLAI...

and the cardboard boxes the water heaters and stuff came in...

we lived in Yuma, ARZ for a while when I was around 10...back yard was the dessert...but building houses all around kids would get those boxes and make tents out of much fun

11-20-2009, 01:26 AM
Every weekend I stayed at my gran and grandpa's house.

I enjoyed it so much. My gran was the best baker. She would bake every Saturday. I wish I had those recipes. They were all in her head. On Saturday nights their friends would come to the house and play cards. I eventually got old enough that they would let me play as well. We would play for money. Minimal ammounts.

Great memories.

Things were so different back then. I wish my children could experience it.

11-20-2009, 02:07 AM
I am only going on 33, but my Father was born in 1922. I have soooo many good memories and lessons from his way of life that I thought I could have a say and jump in on this one. One of my earliest and fondest memories is of my Father's black metal lunch box. You know the kind that have the dome lid, hinged at the back and have the two shiny metal latches in front. He had this lunch box from my first memory. Mother would prepare his lunch every night and he would get up and carefully pack it himself from the refrigerator each morning. I still remember, sandwich on white, fruit, ice tea in the thermos and ALWAYS something sweet(usually a candy bar). Every evening when he returned home, the lunch box held a little treat just for us, half of a sandwich, piece of fruit, or most often a half of a candy bar.
Such good times were my childhood. This has been a fun post for me and I could go on ALL night about mine. Thank you for reminding me. My Father passed about 7 years ago now and he was my best friend.

11-20-2009, 02:53 AM
when i was really little we lived in American Samoa- we got a new refrigerator and my mom and aunt and grandma (we all lived together in a big house) made the box it came in into a play house for me. They went all out- sewed curtains for the windows, i lived in that freaking thing! It was so awesome.
i have a lot of good memories of us all together, I was the only child in the family for a long time so i had a doting aunt and uncle and grandparents along with my parents- i was one spoiled kid!

11-20-2009, 03:11 AM
I lived on a cul-de-sac growing up. On the edge of the back yard was a creek and beyond that was woods. It was the perfect setting to grow up. I had 5 older siblings, and my neighbors had 5 kids all in our age range. I remember one fall day, all 11 of us, in our back yard trying to see who could catch the most leaves. At that point our ages ranged from 3 to 16, so maybe the older kids didn't really enjoy it, but I was the 4 year old in the bunch, and it remains my favorite memory from childhood.

11-20-2009, 07:19 AM
My sister and I both LOVED the legend of Zelda video games. Every other year or so, they would come out with a new one... and my sister and I would spend HOURS on the days right after christmas trying to beat them. we'd take turns, and we'd talk about strategy together, and where to go.

I was never into video games, but that one always got me.

Also, sitting at the kids table at Thanksgiving at my Gram
s house. That was the best.

11-20-2009, 12:14 PM
When I was a small child, I was horse crazy. I wanted one in the worst way, but we lived in town. But when I was in second grade, we moved to a place that had an orchard and an old shed. That January, my first grade teacher (who was an eccentric lady who took to carrying a chicken around in a picnic basket when she got older) called my parents and said that she had a pony named Charlee (she was a girl) that we could care for and ride if we wanted. So in the middle of January, when the ground is rock-solid, my dad went out in the night and pounded metal fenceposts into the ground to make a corral so that Charlee could come to live with us. Getting the pony was awesome and it led to years of happiness with other ponies and horses, but the best part of the memory is my Dad out there in the dark, pounding those metal fenceposts into the frozen ground so that his little girl could have the pony she always wanted. It still makes me tear up today.

My dad is such a great guy. I'm so lucky.

11-20-2009, 01:56 PM
By the time my dad was 26 and my mom 24 there were 4 of us the oldest. When I was 9-12, and playing Little League my dad would work longs hours in his drywall business so that he was able to get home in time to get me to my games or meet me there, with my mom and siblings, if the coach took me. He never missed a game.

11-20-2009, 02:36 PM
When I was a little kid, the house I grew up in had a forced-air furnace with vents in the floors. In the winter when I was playing outside, my mom would put a set of dry clothes over the heat vent, so that when I came in and changed out of the wet stuff, I could put on hot dry clothes. Heaven! I do the same thing for DS10 when the weather gets cold.

11-20-2009, 03:21 PM
Wow, this thread is very emotional for me for some reason.

I was just thinking about my Granny Ruby yesterday.
She had a small farm and we could run around, fly kites, pick vegetables in the garden, sit on the porch swing and watch the cars go by.
Good times. I miss her alot!

11-20-2009, 04:32 PM
wow, great thread.

we lived in the East Bay of San Francisco. So many summers we'd pack up a cooler with Shasta (it hasta be shasta) sodas (my favorite was grape), and bologna sandwiches on white bread (nobody ate wheat bread then, or nobody I knew), and drive south through the mountains to Santa Cruz beach and boardwalk. We swim all day in the ocean, then go on the rides in the late afternoon and evening. On the drive going and coming we'd listen to the Beach Boys Endless Summer 8 track tape(!)

that was really fun.

11-20-2009, 04:44 PM
i love zelda too!!!! im playing twilight princess now =0)

my dad used to play and sing folk music for me and my sister when we were little. recently, he gave me that guitar for Christmas =0) Unfortunately, the neck is too wide for my short, stubby fingers.

11-21-2009, 03:32 AM
My best memories always included my family. I lived in a big old house, 6 kids, two dogs, and one Great Daddy. He was the best Daddy anyone could ask for, when my Mom decided to leave all of us. My Dad just did what needed to be done, never once gave up on us.

He had the best belly laugh, oh how I miss him, he's been gone 6 years, and I think of him daily. He used to tell each of us, {whoever he was talking to at the time} "I Love You the Most" or he would tell me, I made the best cup of coffee in the world, then say "go out and make me a cup please" so he wouldn't have to get up.

This is a great thread topic, I enjoy reading all of the posts, and yes brings back some happy and sad thoughts, but that's Life. I think Garth Brooks said it best in a song. {The Dance} "I would of missed the pain, but I also would of missed the Dance" I would not give up one memory-happy or sad

11-21-2009, 04:21 AM
Some of my best childhood memories are of going to visit my aunt and uncle who lived in the country. They has a huge backyard, there was an orchard behind that, there were lots of animals around and my uncle would let me help harvest all the fruits and veg he grew (they never bought veg, we used to spend hours putting up veg for winter). We would often go to the woods to pick wild blueberries and blackberries and my aunt would make jam from them.
I loved it there so very much. I was born a city girl, but it must have been there that I picked up the desire for a more rural life.

11-21-2009, 01:37 PM
My head has been swimming with childhood memories today, my father was told yesterday that they can do no more to slow down his cancer and as sad and numb as that's making me feel I'm so thankful for the wonderful memories I have.

I grew up in New England where summers are short but my parents have always loved the water and I spent a lot of time playing and swimming in rivers, sandy bottomed lakes, muddy little ponds and an above ground swimming pool. They bought a small 'camp' on a pond when I was 16 and that brought new fun with a canoe and a sunfish sailboat. Just before they retired they turned the camp into a year round home and lived there ever since. My children have lots of great childhood memories of swimming and boating at Nana and Grampy's too. :)

11-21-2009, 04:32 PM
I am so fortunate at 61 years old that my mother lives with us. We talk about memories a lot. One of my favorite thoughts is all the times we went fishing with my mom's parents. My favorite picture of me is with Grandpap..both of us by the scales where a big old catfish is being weighed.

I find that mom is having more and more trouble remembering where she put things, or remembering to finish chores...but she can vividly recall scenes from her childhood and mine. I am blessed.

11-21-2009, 05:34 PM
When I was tiny, my grandpa used to let me shave him with a safety razor with no blade, with an old-fashioned shaving mug, brush, and soap...and I got to comb his hair and play barber shop.

Turns out, he told me just this year that he loved it, because it felt like a scalp and face massage. My grandpa's 86 and he's one of my favorite people in the whole world.


11-21-2009, 07:17 PM
My friend Leah had a guitar and a microphone with an amp. We'd open the window, face the amp out and sing and she'd play guitar. The poor neighbors!

11-21-2009, 07:45 PM
One of my grandfathers was really big into photography and slides...would come visit every year from Illinois to California and show the slides, from the previous year, outside in the driveway on our garage door. Always a big crowd!! He would take tons of pictures of all the kids in our cool to see yourself on the big screen...wink.

May sound silly to the younger ones here with the ability now to snap a picture and send it across the world to all your friends in seconds...

good times...

11-21-2009, 08:52 PM
Gary my dad was big into slides. I have them all now including the projector and the screen.

We used to enjoy sitting around looking at the slides from all the family holidays.

Good times.

11-22-2009, 01:39 AM
Dad is the best, in the winter he made us kids a skating rink. He flooded the back yard (actually it was 16 acres) but he only used a bit of it. We could skate on the water collected in the field but his rink was the best :)

Mom baked bread every Sunday and let us eat a loaf while it was warm, yum.

I remember the day Mom and dad had gone to the track to take care of our horses and I was left at home. One of our mares was due to foal but they usually foaled at night. This one decided to have her baby in the afternoon and I was the midwife at 16. Quite an eye opener, I helped her best I could and named the baby too. All went well.