Memory

I actually remember being in a stroller pushed down the sidewalk in Tamoa to go to my Grandfathers house. In early 50's.

Being weighed on the scale and looking at the stickers on it.

My mom didn't believe me until I told her they were dalmatian stickers and she just said...yes, yes they were.

She also stopped me from skipping 3 grades ahead.

Introduced me to pedo boyfriend's and was drunk all the time.

Now I'm a nobody even I could of cured cancer by now

Looking up out the window in my crib at a full moon.

Amazing. You remember the stickers on the scale. I wonder how memory works? I think I Must of been pretty young to be in a stroller.

WOW! Cool.

Having a beer with my dad age 1 year old.

Mine would have one when we had steamed Blue Crabs. Think I got a taste at about 5 yr old. He liked Falstaff I think.