[Magdalen] Temps Perdue

[Scott Knitter]

My earliest memory, if it's real (I think it is), is of being about two and
a half, when we lived on base at Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri. A spider or
some fascinating insect was crawling on the porch, and I bent over the
railing to contemplate it, while wearing shorts and a striped summer shirt,
and little sockies and shoesies on my slightly chubby feet. Not sure why
I'd make up a memory like that, so I think it's authentic.

On Thu, Apr 26, 2018 at 4:54 PM, ME Michaud <michaudme at gmail.com> wrote:

> One of my friends and I both remember being babies.
> We can both remember being in baby carriages.
> I have a vivid memory of holding my hands up in the air and puzzling about
> why they looked the same but opposite. I then held my feet up and
> discovered they were the same. I wasn’t six months old.
> I remember the animals (elephants and teddy bears) on my crib mattress. And
> the colors. I could draw or paint them today.
> And I can remember trying to speak and not being understood by adults. But
> I knew what I was saying.
>
> One of my friends was in the twin study at MGH. She and her sister could
> remember some of their Twin Language.
> -M
>
>
> On Thursday, April 26, 2018, cantor03--- via Magdalen <
> magdalen at herberthouse.org> wrote:
> >
> > And so the flashback.  Who says young children can't remember
> > anything?
> >
>



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Scott R. Knitter
Edgewater, Chicago, Illinois USA