My Earliest Memory

 

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Your earliest memory will be a childhood memory that touched your soul, shaped your future or perhaps was the most important event in your life.

In 1959 one of the heaviest September snow storms of record began as rain and changed quickly to heavy wet snow.  The storm caused massive damage to trees and shrubbery which were still in full leaf.  The storm dumped 10.6 inches of snow at Stapleton Airport in Denver, the third heaviest September snow amount to date.  Falling trees and limbs disrupted traffic…broke power and communication lines…and damaged buildings and cars.  When it was all over on October 1st, after three intense days, well over 10 inches of snow had fallen.

It was at this time my brother Sam decided to enter the world.

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Mommy was really fat and the snow made her fatness a problem.   She had to go to the hospital right after the big snow storm when the roads were still bad.

She was at the hospital for what seemed like a long time to a little girl not even three.  But whatever the hospital was Daddy said she would be coming home from there soon with a surprise.

The day we went to the hospital to get Mommy (and the surprise) was a sunny day.  Daddy parked the car in front of the hospital which was a big  building.  He pointed out this guy who wore a uniform and told me that the guy would be watching over me and not to be scared   It would take him a little while to get Mommy and the surprise.

I thought the guy kind of looked like a policeman.  I already knew about policemen and knew I could trust them.   The guy had a badge too!

I waited a long time and suddenly I wanted to cry but the guy came over and smiled at me and I was brave again.

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Out of the hospital building came Mommy and Daddy.  They had a big blanket.  Not a great surprise….  Mommy got in the car and said I should sit in the middle and she and I would share the surprise on our laps.  The surprise blanket was pretty heavy and Mommy showed me something wrapped up inside.  I had a baby brother!

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Mommy and Daddy let me hold him all the way home with just a little help from Mommy.

One of the happiest days of my life.

My earliest memory.

My soul was touched that day.  I never feel as lonely as before my brother came in that blanket, after brother is much better!

Maybe this was the most important event in my life.

 

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