Good Memories of Your Childhood

[Hogarth]

I just posted one (despite my bad memories). It felt cathartic. Any joiners?

[LSparkle]

1. Swinging

(oh, clean up your minds!) Flying up into the sky allowed me to dream ... wish I had that easy ability today!

[death by oi]

2. it's all about...

the LEGO. LEGO and no college...

[LSparkle]

3. Lego was my favorite toy

from kindergarten day one!!!!!

[Commie Pinko Dirtbag]

9. We had something in Brazil even better than Lego

It was called Hering-Rasti. It was the runner-up for my best childhood memory. Besides the bricks (which were quite varied in size, color and shape) you had electric motors, axes, tires, treadmills, gears, transmissions, the whole enchilada. Kind of like a cross between Lego and Meccano/Erector. And the way the bricks clicked into each other was just perfect, much better than Lego.

[newyawker99]

14. Hi death by oi!!

Welcome to DU!! :toast:

[Archae]

4. Making snow caves.

In our back yard the snow would pile up in large drifts.

I'd tunnel out caves into those drifts, and have a great time until some dummy walked across my "roof." :-)
(Usually my little sister.)

[Hogarth]

5. Snow Caves! Ha!

I once spent the whole day making a snow cave. As I recall, my mother was worried it might cave in on me. But then she let me skate on the river, my brother fell through the ice, and I had to pull him out.

Yup. Snow caves were very nice.

[Red State Rebel]

6. One Christmas Eve....

My mom took us up to the nursing home nearby and we sang Christmas Carols. When we got back home "Santa" had come already and we got to open a couple of presents. For some reason that year sticks out in my mind as being very fun and very special.

[Hogarth]

7. One Christmas Eve ...

... I had a similar experience. It was spooky and sweet.

God, I can't stand this. Screw Larry King! I'm going to bed.

[Commie Pinko Dirtbag]

8. April 30, 1970

My 5th birthday. I woke up and was introduced to a table chock-full of toys and children's books (that kind with few pages and short stories). That has taught me the best way to give gifts to children (at least those 7 or younger): lots of small, cheap things.

[NightTrain]

10. Summers on Ram Island...

...off the coast of Mystic, Connecticut. Almost every weekend during the summers, my grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, parents and I would drive down to Mystic, rent enough boats to hold us all, and spend the weekends camping on Ram Island.

We weren't the only ones, either. Ram Island was such a popular campsite, it even had a snack bar on the beach. From the speakers on its roof, there played one of the local AM top forty stations. To this day, hearing Hamilton, Joe Frank & Reynolds' "Don't Pull Your Love" takes me back to Ram Island.

Then in 1974, the owner sold the island. The first thing the new owner did was to have a fence built around its perimeter dotted with "No Trespassing" signs.

Never again would Ram Island reverberate with the sounds of children laughing and playing on the beach. Never again would the seagulls circle the crowds in the hope of snapping up a morsel of leftover food from a picnic basket or from the snackbar. Never again would the aroma of hambugers, hot dogs, and french fries sizzling in peanut oil mingle pleasantly with the sand, sun, and salty air. All because of one misanthropic son of a bitch with a fat bankroll.

[pfitz59]

11. Sacramento Delta

Cruising Isleton, Seven-Mile Slough, Rio Vista and Frank's Tract. Catching salmon and stripers. Sucking on crawdads. Living on the boat. Eating ripe figs.

[Padraig18]

12. Aye.

Sitting on my Daddy's lap while my Mam did sewing or something similar, and all of us listening to Daddy read from a book. It's *the* memory from my childhood. :)

[LarryTheTiger]

13. When I got my first TV when I turned 12

I've been to friends houses and watch their TV, but there was nothing like the experience of having one for myself.

[johnnie]

16. TV

That is one of my fond memories also, goin with dad to pick up our first color tv. I was 9 and felt like a big man..lol. That 13 inch is still around.

[MissMillie]

15. I have so many

but one would have to be hunkering in the house during the blizzard of 78..... no electricity. We kept the house warm by cooking all the food we had on a small camp stove in the kitchen. We ate like kings because we didn't want to have to throw the food away.


Before things got too bad, dad went and got my Memere and brought her to our house. She told us stories about her girlhood, and sang french songs, and drank ginger brandy and played games w/ us.

3 days later when the power came back on and we all had to go back to school, I was devastated. I didn't want it to ever end.

edit: typo

[johnnie]

17. Oh Yeah...

That was something huh? It was like a small dose of living in the past. Everyone sleeping in one room, trying to keep warm, and being close as a family. I also remember seeing my friends older brother crusin down the street on his snowmobile while I was shovlin'. That was all quite an ordeal.