February 20, 2011
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What’s your memory?
I wonder what was on this 9 year old boys mind. It was the spring of 1968. He may have been thinking of his Grandfather who was living with him. He may of been thinking about his Dad, who was running the gas station. Or he may of been thinking about his little brother or sister. He may of been thinking about playing in the corn field behind the house or the old garage that had many car parts. He could of been thinking about the marble game that was next to him. His Dad made it and it was so fun. What did he do after homework? What was the next scene after looking at the easter present? What was his birthday present that year?
My Mom gave me all my photo albums and I’ve been loving going through them. It caused me to wonder, what was on his mind?What are your memories when you were 9 years old?
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I got glasses then – and I looked like such a dork with those huge frames! It was also when I took my dad to be my date for the Father-Daughter Dance. A family friend from Australia sent my sister and I traditional Slovak costumes and so it was when I got started on my personal discovery of my Slovak-Croatian heritage.
I only remember distant memories (mostly from school) when I was 9. I remember playing on the playground when a car rammed through the fence and stopped in the middle of the field. A man got out of the car and started running. A few police cruisers followed closely behind. I remember kids running all over the place, back in the school, teachers yelling at the kids to get back into the school. I ran into my brother in the hallway as kids were running by him. He stopped me and asked what was going on. I told him about the cars and cops. I remember the next day, I got a letter from the principal to take home and give to our parents. The letter read that the man who rammed through the fence was flashed for a basic traffic violation, but had a suspended license. So he pushed on the gas, lost control of the car half a block down and ended up on the fence. A lot of kids saw him holding something in his hand as he was running, and of course at that age, they thought it was a gun. It was only a cellphone. They caught the man and filed him with resisting arrest, driving with a suspended license, trespassing on private property, and reckless endangerment.
How I remember all of this, I have no clue.
hahaha the pictures seem pretty old. I love the TV in the first picture (: (:
Hmm.. when I was 9 I pretended to be a chef. I offered some friends kinds of special foods and then cooked and served them
Sadly, my dad passed away a few days before my 9th birthday. I do remember the town bringing a birthday cake round for my brother and I as we shared the same birthday. The town folk obviously realised that my mom would have much on her mind at the time.
when i was 9, my mom remarried and we moved to a bigger house closer to town. she was worried about us riding our bikes on the city streets, so she got rid of them. i missed my bike and began wishing that i had a horse to ride instead…
@Cestovatelka - Father – Daughter Dance – that must of been a great memory.
@laytexduckie - Must of been very dramatic of an occurance for you to remember such details.
@fabolousclown - Chef – hopefully it was edible -lol I remember that we only got 2 or 3 channels and the signal didn’t always come in.
@Neeka1 - My Dad also died when I was that age also. I went into grief for many years. Didn’t talk to too many people. How did it affect you?
@FlashFosgitt - I couldn’t imagine getting rid of my bike at that age. I spent hours on it.
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@Randy7777 -
I coped okay, actually. Well, so I thought. I only properly grieved for my father about 4 years ago. We never really know how things can effect us later on in life.
@Neeka1 - My Mom felt she should of put us kids through counseling at the time. It probally would of helped. I didn’t know I was in grief for that long until I studied what the symptons were. I think of my Dad a lot and say, “I miss you”.
I take it this was you. Hmmmm. when I was 9….I’m not really sure. My memory sucks at the best of times. I would imagine my memory of being constantly bullied by my siblings! I was the youngest of four and there is quite a gap between myself and the others. So I was seen as the annoying little sister. Now, I am still the annoying little sister but I give back what they give me lol.
@Margo73 - Pay back – lol. Our youngest bio embarrased the two oldest girls in public.
@Randy7777 -
haha it was XD . oh yeah?? hahaha how lucky you were. I don’t think my parents had a TV when it’s 1968. You were so cute in those photos
I like them so much (: (:
My memories of me when I was young were about saving the world. I blame this fantasy of mine on Super Saturdays. Back then it was all about Super Heroes on TV from 9am till noon time. Basically I was brainwashed into thinking that one day I would actually say…up…up and…awwwwaaayyyyyyyy.
I can’t pin my memories down to an exact age, but during my elementary school days, my memories are of what I’d do during summers when I wasn’t playing with neighborhood friends. I loved to read, and I’d check out the limit of 5 books from local library each time. There was a great maple tree in my back yard. It was fairly easy to climb. There were two upper branches on it that grew just right to support my sitting body. So, I made a “perch” for myself up there and used a blanket between the 2 branches to make it more comfortable. I’d take one of my books (many of which were Andrew Laing Fairy Tales series) up there to read. This was how I spent most summer days until one or more of neighbord kids learned to look for me up there sometime during the day or else catch me before I got up there. ~~Blessings ‘n Cheers
I have none. I prefer not to remember a childhood that never was.
Love the old pictures. I used to drive the tractor, plow & cultivate when I was 9. If my grandchildren would do that I would be calling 911! Lol!
@fabolousclown - Thanks – Even though we had TV I don’t remember watching too much of it. I loved the outside and had so much to do out there. I grew up in the back of a gas station so that was a kid’s dream playground -lol
@fabolousclown - Except TV on Saturday mornings.
@The_Eyes_Of_A_Painter - Oh yea, there was nothing like the Saturday morning cartoons. My kids don’t watch cartoons.
@DonnaLou - My wife was a reader when she was young also. Climbing trees – now that was fun.
@tymedancer - Sorry to hear that.
@mcbery - Really? Plow at 9 - We had to tear down our old garage and a friend brought a backhoe. Austin was around 10 years old and he got in and operated it. He just loved it.
My only memory is being in 4th grade and feeling so cool that I had braces because no one else had them lol I got them pretty early
Look at that cute little dog in the first picture. I wonder what her name is?
I loved every thing in those photos – I am sucker of old photos – and specially the affects of the old film – how appreciative it were the work of those photo studios and colour in 60ss…
I used to have my own darkroom for quiet sometime – but then I started moving so frequently that even now I am living without most of the important stuff just because I gotta movin movin…
anyways – I loved the T.V. the transistor, the cake, the huge fridge, the cute doggie, the pillow on the floor and the colours of the photos…
my earliest memory was my debate in the debate competition on my country and its armed forces and the war we won a few years back – anyways the time I think about that I get embarrassed and giggly – my mother has some photos of that event – will find out next time I get back home…
most of my memories are not worth them – so I try not to think over them but some times had been easier and lovely so I really like to think about them…
HAVE! May have, not may of. Could have, not could of. That’s what was on my mind when I was nine.
@jennylovve - That’s good you felt cool about it – many kids don’t.
@LoBornlytesThoughtPalace - I can’t remember – It’s a pomeranian.
@alwateen - Thanks – 60′s and 70′s were such a simpler time.
@Jal_Phoenix - I hear you on that.