Your Favorite Childhood Memory

BornBronson · 03-02-2010, 10:42 PM

My parents were big movie fans.So it would probably be the whole family going to a drive-in and watching the movie while we kids sat up on the roof of the car with our blankets,pillows,and snacks.Watched all of Bruce Lee's films that way.

We'd also have campouts in our backyard during the summer.Me and my brothers would look up at the night stars,talking,laughing,feeling safe.

The big fresno fair was the best.That and going to chinatown on friday nights to play a game of pool.They allowed children in at this one particular bar that was a real favorite of my parents.Saw my first bloody man to man fight there.Mother broke it up.

Kissed my first girl at 5.I'll never forget her.

If you ask me the 1970's was a really great time to be a kid.

Then the 80's came and we all had to grow up

Write14u · 03-02-2010, 11:49 PM

Running back and forth between my grandma (MaMa)'s house and my great-grandmother (granno)'s house. They lived about 20 yards apart. We kids had to coordinate so they only watched soap operas at one house and we could watch our cartoons and shows (Superman, Brady Bunch, etc) at the other one.

Rook · 03-03-2010, 12:38 AM

I have a few faves...

• Collecting many different seashells, sea Glass & Coral "skeletons" at the Beach to make our own jewel boxes and wind chimes..the day was beautiful, the sand was white...

• My mothers Family rented a Cabin from my Aunts Boss, we had a BBQ every night that weekend, I spent most of my time getting "cooked" in the Jacuzzi...
There was no TV, no radio..Just pleasant conversation and outdoor Games, at Night we'd play board games, card games, or Read..the younger ones has crayons and coloring books, those of us Talking would settle on our Cots and banter...
It would be the last Family Gathering for 3 relatives present..
My grandmother{Natural Death, Age}...
My 2 year old cousin {cancer}
My oldest Aunt {cancer}

• My parents Divorce..Once it was Official, mum took us to the Beach, we ate a lot of food from the Kioskos, while enjoying Coconut Water {and pulp} She smiled and said "we're safe now...i will die before letting anything happen to my babies"

Jet · 03-03-2010, 12:50 AM

The drive-in was really fun. I wore pajamas and we always took pillows and blankets and ice water and our own popcorn. We went to the drive in a lot. We had a big '59 Buick convertible with fins. My mom had a hard time parking it all the time. One night at the drive-in she parked it like 2 inches from the speaker and left it parked that way. At intermission, when we all went to the concession stand and bathroom, she accidently locked the doors except for the driver's door. The manager had to dig out the whole speaker and pole which was cemented in so we could get in the car. My mom held the flash light for him while he dug out the pole during the entire second feature...

I miss my mom.

My pajamas had feet in them and snaps around the waist. They were pastel green.

Blade · 03-03-2010, 01:21 PM

We had a place on the lake a small camper back then, it was beside my great aunt and uncles place, they had a house. On Fridays my Aint Beatrice (that is pronounced B at trice, in the south) would pick me up from school and take me on to the lake and my parents would come later that evening.

I LOVED Aint Beatrice and Uncle JC. She taught me to play cards and would play cards for hours with me. From rummy to old maid and go fish any card game. Mind you they were in their 50's then and hadn't had little kids around for ages. But they both had the patience of Job with me. Uncle JC would take me to the bank to fish with a cane pole and he taught me to skip rocks, to bait my own hook and to take the fish off. Perhaps this is all where my camping and fishing craziness came from. He and I would go out in the boat and check his trot lines each morning and evening, and in the heat of the day we'd check the tires over on "Red Bank". Aint Beatrice, cooked the best food I don't ever remember not eating something she fixed except once. LOL

She fixed us eggs one morning and I was small maybe 7, and the pan had gotten to hot after she fried up the side meat, but when she put my eggs on my plate they had that fringie brown stuff on em I always called it "lace" I said Aint Bea I don't like lace. She said honey I wouldn't make you wear lace for nothin in the world. I said I don't like it on my eggs neither. Well needless to say, that was the story of the day. They laughed about that for years to come. I think everybody at the Marina and on that cove knew about my lacey eggs that morning.

As she lay dying, I went to see her when I was 17. I sat on the bed beside her and she said, "Bub" ya want me to go fix ya some fatback and lacey eggs? Made for a great last memory, me and her son laughed and then left the room and cried together knowing that was probably our last laugh with her. But it is sweet to remember today, thanks for the thread.

Gemme · 03-03-2010, 02:13 PM

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Originally Posted by AtLastHome

LOVEr it this, Gemme! FIND that pic and post it!!! PLEASE!!!

I was wearing a light blue parka I think and a VERY unflattering hair style. It was on a Polaroid.

I'll keep my eyes open for it!

AtLast · 03-03-2010, 02:26 PM

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Originally Posted by Gemme

I was wearing a light blue parka I think and a VERY unflattering hair style. It was on a Polaroid.

I'll keep my eyes open for it!

Oh, yes! The Polaroid days! Hope you find it!

Just found a 1954 pic (not a Polaroid!) of my maternal Grand Dad and me setting up a model train. Ah ... the old Lionel! Trying to get my scanner to work....
Now, I am off rummaging thru boxes to find my Santa Fe!!!

03-02-2010, 10:42 PM	#1
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Jet Timed Out - TOS Drama How Do You Identify?: .. Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: .. Posts: 3,471 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 292 Thanked 2,647 Times in 1,293 Posts Rep Power: 0	The drive-in was really fun. I wore pajamas and we always took pillows and blankets and ice water and our own popcorn. We went to the drive in a lot. We had a big '59 Buick convertible with fins. My mom had a hard time parking it all the time. One night at the drive-in she parked it like 2 inches from the speaker and left it parked that way. At intermission, when we all went to the concession stand and bathroom, she accidently locked the doors except for the driver's door. The manager had to dig out the whole speaker and pole which was cemented in so we could get in the car. My mom held the flash light for him while he dug out the pole during the entire second feature... I miss my mom. My pajamas had feet in them and snaps around the waist. They were pastel green.

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