First Memories
What is your earliest childhood memory? Is the memory really yours or do you think it comes from photos and family stories?
The first real memories that I recall were in Havre de Grace, MD. My dad was in the Army and was due to ship out soon for Europe. Mom and I were visiting.
And then WWII ended! Oh, the noise of all the car horns blaring. I didn't/couldn't understand at age 5 what the hell was going on, but I sure knew something big was happening.
Dad's mom then got some Congressman she knew to pull strings and he came home shortly thereafter. Like so much of my dad's happenings, I never learned the full, true story.
My mom kept in touch with the family of the little neighbor girl that I played with while we were there. She then set me up with a date with her when I was working in the Washington, DC area in 1961. We had one date: I took her to Atlantic City and we walked the boardwalk -- rather awkwardly, I have to admit. Never saw her again.
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