Tag: memory
group name: childhoodstories
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June 29, 2008 08:01 PM EDT --
What's your earliest memory of music in your life?
Mine is of The Beatles. I was four years old and I vividly remember going to the store with my father and BEGGING him to buy me a Beatles . . . more
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April 25, 2008 04:38 PM EDT --
I spent several of my childhood summers hanging out at my grandparent's retirement cabin tucked deep into the woods at a place called "Mack's Camp" on the Lake of the Ozarks in Missouri. . . . more
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March 11, 2007 04:09 PM EST --
I remember being four-years-old and living in a little white house in Greenville, SC on Sunset Drive. I thought we would always live there, in my mind, at that time, I didn’t know things changed . . . more
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August 15, 2008 11:46 AM EDT --
It occurred nearly every Sunday after church. The family...and that term was very loosely defined...gathered around the dining room table at my grandmother's apartment for Sunday dinner.
The . . . more
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July 17, 2007 06:38 PM EDT --
Yesterday morning I rose at 5 a.m. in search of the sunrise. In all these days, I had not really seen her up close; we live in a 'thickly settled' neighborhood where the houses are closer than . . . more
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June 05, 2008 09:38 PM EDT --
When I was little I used to live down the road from my grandmother. My grandmother lived with my aunt. I really loved my aunt she was so sweet and sometimes she acted like a child. . . . more
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November 25, 2007 06:44 PM EST --
Serita was a middle aged woman who would always have the mind of a child. Her plump little body was usually dressed in a worn cotton dress, saddle oxfords and ankle socks and a flowered straw . . . more
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November 25, 2006 01:05 PM EST --
(This is based on a true story from my childhood. For some reason, this memory of me and my mother has stuck with me over the years.)
It was a beautiful day, and the little brown-eyed . . . more
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December 11, 2006 06:59 PM EST --
It was the summer before my 12th year. It was after the separation but before the remarriage. The divorce was not yet final.
My nerves were high, my stomach was low and I was not eating much.
Some . . . more
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August 04, 2006 11:34 PM EDT --
Audio.
Lights.
Consciousness.
The woman was standing behind a counter of sorts, talking to someone on the phone. She looked at me and said "Hold on just a moment."
"Are . . . more
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June 20, 2007 09:49 AM EDT --
Mum
There is no question that my mother is more responsible for the person I am than any other. As a child, I adored her. She was everything I was not, but wanted to be. I think many people envied . . . more
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June 20, 2007 08:59 PM EDT --
There is a thrill of riding a wooden roller coaster that you simply cannot get riding any other type of coaster. Sure, the old fashioned wooden coasters aren't as high or as daring as the new, . . . more
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April 18, 2006 10:35 AM EDT --
When I was 10 years old my mom moved us to the Lakeview neighborhood of Chicago, to an avenue named Wayne. My first day there a vertically challenged 13 year old with the worst perm I have ever seen, said . . . more
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December 16, 2007 06:17 PM EST --
It was the summer before my 12 th year. It was after the separation but before the remarriage. The divorce was not yet final.
My nerves were high, my stomach was low and I was not eating . . . more
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April 19, 2006 11:58 PM EDT --
In a rush of love
In a dream you came to me
Many years ago.
I watch you sleeping
Marveling at your beauty
. . . more
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March 04, 2007 12:04 PM EST --
Your mission, should you accept, is to write an essay. Write about anything you want, let your mind roam. We call that creative writing. Do it as soon as you get home today, so you will not forget. Good . . . more
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April 28, 2006 10:34 PM EDT --
I have been nostalgic for the past few months...thinking about old friends, old boyfriends, Chicago the city I grew up in. I don't want to call it a mid-life crisis (I'm not that old!)
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December 13, 2007 01:13 AM EST --
I am having trouble finding a Irish version of the twelve days of Christmas.
Magi and the leprechauns suggested I enlist the help of the gather community!
an Irish man is telling the story of how . . . more
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April 28, 2006 03:42 PM EDT --
I can't see your face.. so long ago, yet yesterday. If I close my eyes I can smell you… feel your hands on me rough, young, inexperienced, but willing to learn along with me. Just me and you . . . more
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June 05, 2007 07:29 PM EDT --
If I were to sum my Dad up in one word it would be ‘Patience'.
All through my childhood it seemed that Dad was preaching this message, but not only preaching it he also practiced it to a fault. . . . more
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