Week 37: Earliest Memory. What is your earliest memory?
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| Duncan A. Pyle (1967-1986) at age 1 |
By the time I was three, I had two younger brothers; the younger one, Duncan, was born about two weeks before my third birthday. I remember crouching on the floor of the kitchen of our house in Dedham, Massachusetts, looking into a basket or bassinet on the floor at my baby brother, who seemed so small to me, so it would have been around or just after my third birthday.
A more distinct memory is from when my mother gave birth to her last child, about 18 months later. When she was on her way to the hospital, I asked her to bring me home a younger sister. When she arrived home with my newest sibling (another boy), I remember having a tantrum and yelling at her that I had asked for a baby sister and not another brother! (My mother has no recollection of my tantrum.)
52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History by Amy Coffin
is a series of weekly blogging prompts (one for each week of 2011)
that invite genealogists and others to record memories and insights
about their own lives for future descendants.
Of course, I am glad your mother brought home that baby boy, but the story still makes me smile.
ReplyDeleteAnd I should have noted that of course I love my brothers, but as a little girl, I really wanted a sister. Thanks for reading and commenting!
ReplyDeleteMy earliest memory is also the birth of my brother. My grandmother was supposed to care for me when my mother went into labor--and my mother had difficulty making the long distance call and spent a lot of time talking with the telephone operator. In the end, the operator got the call through and my grandmother arrived in time. (And for the longest time after that I thought that telephone operators were miracle workers and wanted to become one when I grew up.)
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