For decades I had a memory of playing in the garden behind our house in Berkshire at the age of four until we watched an unearthed reel of film that showed me playing in the garden at the age of four.
A huge penny dropped when I realized that my "memory" of that in my mind's eye had always been, NOT from a first-person perspective, but was identical to the perspective from the camera.
My so-called memory of that garden was in fact a memory of watching that film when I was about 6 or 7. I'll leave it to you whether this explains my personality and character nowadays.
A memory that is accurate from the age of four [and a half], however, is crashing through a pane of glass in our front door in Manchester on a tricycle.
Any extremely early fragments of memory, anyone?
@FMF
My earliest memory is of watching a tornado rip up houses one street over from our house. This was in Dallas TX. I could not have been older than three. My mother was holding me in her arms , standing in the doorway looking across the street, and I remember a terrific roaring noise and the popping noise when the tornado sucked the roofs off of houses. The entire sky was dark and seething; one does not see the characteristic funnel shape when one is that close. I was not afraid, just awestruck. I confirmed this memory with mother many years later.
@divegeester
Rhetorical answer: If I were very cynical, I might suppose you and fmf had given my post two TDs to try to change my mind about anonymous thumbing.
I have not thumbed any posts in this thread, in case you were wondering.
@moonbus saidThis is too true.
@FMF
My earliest memory is of watching a tornado rip up houses one street over from our house. This was in Dallas TX. I could not have been older than three. My mother was holding me in her arms , standing in the doorway looking across the street, and I remember a terrific roaring noise and the popping noise when the tornado sucked the roofs off of houses. The entire sky w ...[text shortened]... that close. I was not afraid, just awestruck. I confirmed this memory with mother many years later.
I have a similar memory of this same kind of thing, only it was in Topeka, Kansas.
@fmf saidI remember getting a lit ciggy shoved up my nose when I was about $.
For decades I had a memory of playing in the garden behind our house in Berkshire at the age of four until we watched an unearthed reel of film that showed me playing in the garden at the age of four.
A huge penny dropped when I realized that my "memory" of that in my mind's eye had always been, NOT from a first-person perspective, but was identical to the perspective from th ...[text shortened]... s in our front door in Manchester on a tricycle.
Any extremely early fragments of memory, anyone?