Mem’ries, Light the corners of my mind, Misty water-colored memories ….
I have this vague memory of a stuffed donkey on wheels riding toy I got for Christmas when I was three. In 1968, we had hardwood floors in our house and I remember the sound of the hard plastic wheels on hardwood floors.
Most of my memories begin when I was four years old and in kindergarten. Kindergarten was a memorable year; first black eye from a fall from the top of the monkey bars at recess; first fall off a wooden riding truck while going down hill, once again at recess. (Those toys should have breaks.) First time getting on the wrong school bus on the way home; what a trip that was!
Lots of firsts my fourth year of life, in addition to the teachings of my oldest brother, Kevin.