Your Favorite Childhood Memory

Write14u · 03-03-2010, 10:46 PM

I totally love this thread, too.

I remember my first black eye. I grooved a fastball to my cousin Jeremy, and he sent it right back at me. I didn't cry, just went to put ice on it. I was 12 at the time. Had a wonderful shiner that included stitch marks running up from my eyebrow. Fortunately, I ducked just a hair and it caught me on my eyebrow, not the socket square on.

Write14u · 03-09-2010, 11:01 PM

It was September, 1983. I was 13 and my uncle, a former University of Alabama football player, wanted to see the new head coach, Ray Perkins, in his first game following the death of coaching legend Paul "Bear" Bryant. My uncle, my grandpa and I went (and probably my aunt). I remember eating a slab of ribs on white bread, sauce dripping down my chin, and then going to the game (vs. Georgia Tech). It was football and I was hanging with my grandpa and uncle. Good times. And a total precursor for my career path.

Diva · 03-09-2010, 11:54 PM

When I was in elementary school, we lived on Glenhaven....a most perfect cul de sac street. In front of our pink brick home sat THE most perfect mulberry tree....and the branches grew in such a way to make it a flawless tree to climb!!! In fact, there was a look~out tower.....there were 2 branches on 'the first level' that ran parallel and made THE perfect place to sit and dangle one's legs. Just above that and over a bit was another branch ~ parallel to the 'bench branches' ~ so if I WANTED to, I could swing off of it to get back to the ground.

It was the most perfect tree and I spent a lot of time in that tree.

When I moved back to Austin in 2007, I went back to visit that house.....the tree was gone. I cried.

Gemme · 03-10-2010, 02:56 AM

When I lived in Brookhaven, we lived on a quiet residential street and had a giant sewer type drain that ran perpendicular to the street under it. It actually ran quite a ways. I would go traipsing and exploring in it for hours on end. It was like living outside of myself and my world since I could hear the world go by, but it was muffled, like an out of body disassociation thing. I liked being hidden in plain sight.

My backyard at that same house backed up to a small wooded area. I played in there all the time. I couldn't sit still while in school or with my 'rents, but I could sit in one position for several hours while watching the animals there. It was so quiet and peaceful.

Leigh · 03-10-2010, 04:12 AM

I have so many favorite memories from My childhood, but I think My most favorite were with My Papa (My mom's dad). He was a truck driver, and I remember fondly taking many small trips with him to pick up loads or just to ride around. My mom even has a picture of Me in the living room of the house I grew up in as a small child wearing his big tan work boots (LOVE that pic)

03-03-2010, 10:46 PM	#1
Write14u Member How Do You Identify?: Butch Preferred Pronoun?: I'm easy Relationship Status: She's some kind of wonderful. Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks Posts: 626 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 240 Thanked 714 Times in 325 Posts Rep Power: 759422	I totally love this thread, too. I remember my first black eye. I grooved a fastball to my cousin Jeremy, and he sent it right back at me. I didn't cry, just went to put ice on it. I was 12 at the time. Had a wonderful shiner that included stitch marks running up from my eyebrow. Fortunately, I ducked just a hair and it caught me on my eyebrow, not the socket square on. __________________ "I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days." -- Crash Davis, Bull Durham

03-09-2010, 11:01 PM	#2
Write14u Member How Do You Identify?: Butch Preferred Pronoun?: I'm easy Relationship Status: She's some kind of wonderful. Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks Posts: 626 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 240 Thanked 714 Times in 325 Posts Rep Power: 759422	It was September, 1983. I was 13 and my uncle, a former University of Alabama football player, wanted to see the new head coach, Ray Perkins, in his first game following the death of coaching legend Paul "Bear" Bryant. My uncle, my grandpa and I went (and probably my aunt). I remember eating a slab of ribs on white bread, sauce dripping down my chin, and then going to the game (vs. Georgia Tech). It was football and I was hanging with my grandpa and uncle. Good times. And a total precursor for my career path. __________________ "I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days." -- Crash Davis, Bull Durham

03-10-2010, 02:56 AM	#4
Gemme Practically Lives Here How Do You Identify?: Queer Stone Femme Girl of the Unicorn Variety Preferred Pronoun?: She, as in 'She's a GEM' Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: The roads are narrow here Posts: 36,631 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 182,498 Thanked 107,930 Times in 25,667 Posts Rep Power: 21474888	Not my favorite, but lovely just the same When I lived in Brookhaven, we lived on a quiet residential street and had a giant sewer type drain that ran perpendicular to the street under it. It actually ran quite a ways. I would go traipsing and exploring in it for hours on end. It was like living outside of myself and my world since I could hear the world go by, but it was muffled, like an out of body disassociation thing. I liked being hidden in plain sight. My backyard at that same house backed up to a small wooded area. I played in there all the time. I couldn't sit still while in school or with my 'rents, but I could sit in one position for several hours while watching the animals there. It was so quiet and peaceful. __________________ Gemme's Journal I'm misunderestimated.

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03-09-2010, 11:54 PM	#3
Diva Timed Out How Do You Identify?: Diva Preferred Pronoun?: Diva Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Chez Diva Posts: 11,879 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 9,263 Thanked 17,174 Times in 5,239 Posts Rep Power: 0	When I was in elementary school, we lived on Glenhaven....a most perfect cul de sac street. In front of our pink brick home sat THE most perfect mulberry tree....and the branches grew in such a way to make it a flawless tree to climb!!! In fact, there was a look~out tower.....there were 2 branches on 'the first level' that ran parallel and made THE perfect place to sit and dangle one's legs. Just above that and over a bit was another branch ~ parallel to the 'bench branches' ~ so if I WANTED to, I could swing off of it to get back to the ground. It was the most perfect tree and I spent a lot of time in that tree. When I moved back to Austin in 2007, I went back to visit that house.....the tree was gone. I cried.

03-10-2010, 04:12 AM	#5
Leigh Infamous Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Preferred Pronoun?: She, Her, etc Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Canada Posts: 7,767 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 9,029 Thanked 13,024 Times in 4,784 Posts Rep Power: 21474859	I have so many favorite memories from My childhood, but I think My most favorite were with My Papa (My mom's dad). He was a truck driver, and I remember fondly taking many small trips with him to pick up loads or just to ride around. My mom even has a picture of Me in the living room of the house I grew up in as a small child wearing his big tan work boots (LOVE that pic)