childhood memories. whats yours.

[GRANDSON OF ZEELA]

One of my earliest memories is living in the projects @ about the age of 3 years. I had 2 older brothers and an older sister at that time, later on 2 more sisters. Anyway, my siblings were at school and my mother never paid much attention to me. I would be out in the parking lot shortly after lunch, and the icecream truck would come through. The children would gather around and pay for their icecream, and I could only watch because I had no money. The Icecream truck driver must have felt sorry for me, he would give me a couple of frozen pieces of bubble gum that comes in the twisted paper wrapper. And not charge me for them.

I often think about what that man didn't have to do.
This is a thank you ! to all of you who do what they didn't have to do... MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL !!!!!

[stillrezin]

thank you all for your post's . i was thinking of the memories of growing up and it made me smile.
so i thought hey i'll start a thread and let other ppl think of memories and put a smile on thier face too. even tho we have some bad ones from the past the best ones always put a smile on your face.
thanks.

[Blackbear]

Wow.. so many people with memories of being on a farm! My dad's mom grew up on a farm down in southern IL.. and when I mean southern IL I don't mean where I grew up near st. lou, I mean close to the tennessee border. I still have a granduncle and aunt or two there that we used to go visit at least once a summer. My dad also used to own 3 acres of land that he sub-let to a farmer for raising soybeans.
Well my grandma's brother had a pond and we could fish anytime we wanted as long as if we caught the albino catfish, we had to throw him back.

Well my dad's cousin Warren brought me a little turtle and told me I could keep it. I played with that tiny thing all day and finally my parents noticed and quickly informed me I could not keep it. So I said ok I'll let it go in the pond and was met with a huge resounding NO from everyone... it was a baby snapper is why. They had ducks and they liked to keep their ducks. Still don't know why I could'nt keep it though LOL!

Down the road was my grandma's sister Mabel who had dairy cows. One of my fondest memories of those days was going to her house and she gave us this homemade butter ball the size of my head! Probably a good 6lbs of homeade butter. It was heavenly!

Yeah being on a farm is something all kids should experience before they turn teenagers and find it just all too boring..

[Annie Fawn]

My Grandparents farm was the best place in the world. If I'd get mad at my Mom I'd start plotting how I'd run away to live there. LOL They had a place outside of Canton, Oklahoma. It was paradise. I am so glad you all posted about your own memories, it's really made me think about my own best memories.

Did you all leave the house early in the morning and get as dirty as possible and make it back just before dinner? We could wonder for acres and acres with no supervision but the Border Collie and not have anything to fear but a little Poison Ivy. <sigh>

My grandparents had 2 beautiful collies named Laddie and Lassie by 1 of my older cousins when they brought them home. The boys were pretty much allowed free roaming, but being the baby and wearing leg braces for awhile as a child I was well kept track of. Had to stay with either one of my grandparents or one of the older boys. Never had to worry about posion ivy, it doesn't bother me. Did have to watch for water moccins (sorry spelling) around the water, and for the mule which HATED PEOPLE, and timber rattlers were something we were always on the look out for.
2 of my cousins got in big trouble once when they found out that I had never petted the rabbits that our grandparents raised, they opened one of the cages, NOT REALISING that the cages were ALL open to each other, to get 1 rabbit out. NEXT thing we knew about 50 rabbits had excsaped! Of course I got scared and started yelling GRANNY at the top of my lungs! Well Granny came running out and so did ALL of the ladies in the quilting bee! Now this was around 1964, so here were all these old ladies wearing their 2nd. best dresses, high heels and buffont hair styles trying to help catch these rabbits running through the barn, and into the 2 acre, freshly plowed side garden. Looking back it was a sight to see, at the time I just knew I was going to get my first spanking from Granny. I didn't, but the boys sure did!

[Annie Fawn]

Wow.. so many people with memories of being on a farm! My dad's mom grew up on a farm down in southern IL.. and when I mean southern IL I don't mean where I grew up near st. lou, I mean close to the tennessee border. I still have a granduncle and aunt or two there that we used to go visit at least once a summer. My dad also used to own 3 acres of land that he sub-let to a farmer for raising soybeans.
Well my grandma's brother had a pond and we could fish anytime we wanted as long as if we caught the albino catfish, we had to throw him back.

Well my dad's cousin Warren brought me a little turtle and told me I could keep it. I played with that tiny thing all day and finally my parents noticed and quickly informed me I could not keep it. So I said ok I'll let it go in the pond and was met with a huge resounding NO from everyone... it was a baby snapper is why. They had ducks and they liked to keep their ducks. Still don't know why I could'nt keep it though LOL!

Down the road was my grandma's sister Mabel who had dairy cows. One of my fondest memories of those days was going to her house and she gave us this homemade butter ball the size of my head! Probably a good 6lbs of homeade butter. It was heavenly!

Yeah being on a farm is something all kids should experience before they turn teenagers and find it just all too boring..

We knew better than to say we were bored at our grandparents farm! If you did, you got put to work! Grandaddy would get his mean people hating mule out and make hook it up to a hand plow and tell the boys they were going to learn how to plow a straight row, and if that wasn't enough he would then make them shovel manure in the barn. If I said I was bored, Granny would hand me the butter churn and make me churn butter, the next morning to make sure I didn't get bored again she would make me collect the eggs in the hen house and then churn butter again. It makes my shoulders hurt just to think about that old butter churn now, but it was the best tasting butter in the world to me.

[X cheryl X]

[QUOTE=RedShield]My grandpa used to raise geese, he told this same cousin of mine, if you follow that goose around he'll lay you a golden egg... my cousin being the gullible type followed that goose around for about an hour... it'd crap in his hand and he'd just shake it off and go right back to following that goose around... My grandpa and I thought it was hillarious, my Aunt however didn't find the humor in it.... LOL

XXThats a good 1

[X cheryl X]

XOne of my earliest memories was when i was about 5 years old.Me and my brother and mum were at my grandmas house,and back then most of the houses did'nt have bathrooms,so usually they had to have a bath besides the fire(in a tin bath).Any way this day my grandma was washing my uncle down,who would have been 10 at the time,and we were all joking around at him and giving him wolf whistles!!He did'nt take kindly to that even though he was wearing his underwear..So he just burst out and shouted everybody to f*** off!!!Before he had time to run away from my Grandma-his mum,she'd shoved the bar of soap in his mouth!!! Nobody has ever swore in fromt of her ever since...XX

[Cheshire Cat]

One of my fondest memories was my DAD taking me up in plane for the first time. Being off the ground and seeing all those ants that lived in funny places and then realize that was where I lived. The sky and how blue it really is up there.

And then when my dad put me on my first horse...and when he picked me off the ground later.

[ok24stacey]

I lived right off of a busy street in Okc when I was younger. On the weekends my parents would invite people back to our house after my softball games. This always included lots of drinking and us kids would stay outside and basically do whatever we wanted.

One of the girls said "wouldn't it be funny if we poured ketchup on a stuffed animal and threw it out on that road?" Well....of course it would be funny....so we took a mangy old stuffed dog and tossed it out on the busy street then emptied a bottle of ketchup over it. It was pretty late by this time so the street was not as busy as usual. Then we hid to see what cars would do. A couple of cars went by before one car slammed on the brakes after it had passed the fake dog. This older lady got out and was yelling back at the car, "oh my God someone smashed this poor dog and just left it like this in the middle of the road." Then she runs back to the car just before she gets close enough to see it isn't real. LOL Then a couple of cars later someone just runs over the poor thing and keeps going. The whole time we are rolling. Then a car doing about 60 hits the dog and drags it on down the street. We never saw our fake roadkill again.

Who needs TV?

[stillrezin]

those are good memories to share.

thank you all for sharing.

and yeah who needs tv when there is pws.com