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I have a flash of a memory that must have been when I was 2. I was on the changing table. My mom left for some reason and I rolled over and fell, but I managed to cling to one of the vertical changing table legs so I stopped myself right before I would have hit the floor. Either I was 2 or I wore diapers for a long time! :-)
I have many more memories when I was 3 or 4 and it is hard to know which is first: --Seeing my dad, hunkered over an old sewing machine, sewing me a Halloween cat costume. --Watching my dad's gold fish Ernest swim around in a bowl on my dad's bedside stand. Ernest had porcelain coral to swim through and some fungal disease eating his fins. My dad gave him medicine baths to try to cure him. --Lying in my crib looking up through toy animals at the light filtering down. I guess the room I shared with my older brother didn't have space for 2 beds, so I was stuck in the crib for a long time. --Watching headless chickens run around in the yard after some neighbor men cut off the chickens' heads. I remember being afraid of the men and horrified for the chickens. --Sniffing my blanket named "Yucky" after sucking it. Ah, Yucky!
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