Early Memories

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These are my earliest memories. I used to think of the toothpaste one as the earliest of all, but now I am not so sure. There's also That's Incredible.


I'm in a station wagon with my Mom. She's just parked at what was then Dart Shoppers World, and I'm crawling around in the back. (This was the 70s. Little kids did that back then.) She asks me to remind her to get toothpaste.

Mud Pies

I'm in pre-school at St. Paul's Church. Me and David Gatewood are making mud pies in foil pie tins. We press our hand prints into them, and I think they are left out in the sun to harden.

Belly Dancer

I have this memory of a belly dancer coming to the pre-school at St. Paul's Church, but I don't remember anything about it. Just a memory of a young woman in blue belly dancer's clothes. I wonder about this memory. I had no idea the Episcopalians were that liberal back in the 70s. Well, it was the 70s.


I have this memory of riding down hill in a child's seen on the back on my Mom's bicycle. I'm scared spitless. I think it's in Maine, but it might be going to the Gordon Avenue Library.


I'm young enough that my Mom is giving me a bath. Something incredibly painful happens to my penis. This memory came to me while stepping into the shower during Off Cushion Practice. Just that one image and the flash of pain. I'm afraid to think more about this memory. I have the feeling that trying to remember more about it will create a false memory. In any case, I think this incident has something to do with why I Don't Like Bathing.

What did I do?

I remember being in my room sitting on the floor. Mom and Dad are yelling downstairs, and they've been going at it for a while. I'm crying, and praying to God, begging him to tell me what I did wrong to make them so mad.

Aw, Shucks

We're going on a trip, and I'm sitting in the back of the station wagon playing with my stuffed animals while we get ready. When I speak for my stuffed animals, it's with a lisp that turns the 'sh' sounds into 'f' sounds. They keep saying "Aw, shucks," and I can't figure out why my Mom is so mad at me.