6666 GAW, Lookie here all.

[Waterczar]

Congrats

I remember buying my sister a toy at sears the day she was born with my dad. It was a little mouse rattle, wearing a yellow hat.

[norcal13]

playing with toys in the nooks and crannies of a stump.

thanks for making me remember glenn...

[inkster]

This is awesome of you. Thank You

My first memory is waking up while they were finishing up an operation on my leg. The nurse or what ever she was, looked panicked to say the least. I was probably only about 2 or so. I remember not being a happy little baby beluga whale. She was trying to distract me with what I think might have been plaster from a cast, that they were preparing, and some kind of little pieces of green plastic, that she was sticking on me.

[Sheldon_Wickersham]

Awesome giveaway Glenn, and congrats on the 6666!

Ealiest memory? Staring at the sun and saying while pointing upwards - 'balloons'...I was around three.

[1911kevin]

You are truly the man Glenn

First memory, and this is weird, is on my second birthday my mother showed me the toilet and said something like;
"pay attention, this is where you go potty, from now on try on use this like a big boy."

Apparently I never had another accident and didn't need diapers. I was an idiot savant for toilet training lol.

[lachrymalex]

First off, thanks for the chance at this giveaway, Glenn! Pretty awesome set of items.

My earliest childhood memory? I remember being sick one night, and my older cousin stroking my hair as she held a bowl for me to throw up in. I was still in diapers, but I don't remember exactly how old I was. I had my own bed, though.

[nocheese4u]

Congrars and thanks! My first memory is walking with my mother and refusing to walk over the drainage grate because I thought I would fall in!

[EOD13]

Congrars and thanks! My first memory is walking with my mother and refusing to walk over the drainage grate because I thought I would fall in!

Hey I know some people who are STILL wary about that.... You never know

[TopHat]

Hey, Glenn....thanks for doing this!

First memory is sitting on my changing table telling my mom about a dream I had. I must have been about 2 or so.

Second memory is watching the Apollo 11 moon landing on our little black and white TV set. I was 4 and a half.

[markandrex]

Congrats again!

My oldest memory is sitting by a lake with my father and his brothers fishing with a 8' cane pole (that I still have). It was about 4x longer than me.

Thanks for the GAW!

[velocityboy]

I'll give you three, since one is vague, and one is sad, but the last is funny to make up for it.

Earliest thing I remember is sitting in my high-chair at the breakfast table and eyeballing my older sister because I liked the look of the toast she was eating. She obliged and gave me a small piece. I tried it and immediately hated it and threw a fit. Probably because I didn't have teeth yet.

Next memory is of me hiding behind the green-shag couch because a big scary man in a blue suit was sitting on the cedar chest with his arms wide open wanting a hug from me. He was big and scary to me so I avoided him like the plague. It was grandpa. He was dead within the year from cancer. That was 1980 so I must've been two.

About a year later my family was on a camping trip. I was three I guess. Dad was fishing off the end of the pier at the lake, halfway drunk on beer. I was next to him, but bored off my ass, so he made me a little tinfoil boat.
I sat on the end of the pier and played with the boat in the water for a bit until it drifted just out of my reach. I stretched and stretched to reach it and wound up falling into the water AT THE EXACT SAME MOMENT my dad snagged a fish. Faced with the tough decision of either saving his drowning child or landing the fish, dad chose the fish. and opted for yelling for my older brother to come and rescue me. Which he did. (obviously, since I'm typing this). Still, I'll never forget the below water/above water/below water/ above water looking at my dad and thinking "what the fuck old man?? save my ass!!"

*edit to point out I just noticed all three of these constitute somewhat "traumatic" experiences...at least relative to the age. Could be why they've stuck with me more than happier later things... hmm..

[gza]

Congrats on 6666 Glenn.

My earliest memory, probably my father coming back from working in downtown Hartford before he had to close his bookstore's doors. I have other, earlier recollections, but I'm not sure if they're memories so much as reconstructions of memories I wish I could remember vividly.

But I digress...

[OxBlood]

Congrats on the post number Glenn, and thanks for another great GAW.

My earliest memory, and my folks can't believe I even remember it, is when I crawled out of my cradle in the AM and walked into their room. Scared the shit out of them. They couldn't believe I got out, the posts were really high on that thing. I remember climbing up the edge and just dropping right out onto the floor and wanting to scare them on purpose....it worked.

[Mittens]

Congrats and thanks for the oppurtunity, Glenn-o!

My only recollection of my early early days was when I knocked my sister the F**K out with a Tonka truck, she tried to put sand in it, I didnt like that I guess, so I swung the mothafucker at her domepiece, knocked her out and she fell off the side of the sandbox... I was an angry little child...

[begreen61]

Thanks Glenn,

Oldest Memory would be being at Camp at Pine Lake NY with parents playing in the sand with the neighbors kids funny dont remenber their names