I was two years old. My mom has told me this is the summer I turned two. I remember walking through a doorway with those bead curtain things in them. I remember going from the bright light into a room. I remember holding a hand on each side of me. I remember a group of people all in white bell bottoms on the wall and wondering how they got up there.

Turns out, my mom and grandma and I went to lunch at a Red Lion Inn. They had a live band playing for the lunch crowd. It was 1972. Hence the bell bottoms. I think there might have been a door in the wall behind the platform. The stairs being on the other side. But at age two, I don't think I would have made the connection.

bell bottoms.. i remember those. in fact my mom still has them in boxes.. my mom calls me a packrat. she one she has alot of mine and sisters clothes when we were little. when my daughter was little my mom took out a dress that i wore when i was my daughter age and she let my daughter wear it

I remember my Uncle who was like 275 at the time and 6'4" coming out of my grandmas door and stepping down on the step where my Aunts kitten was sitting. I remember my mother immediatly turning my head for some reason she didn't want me to see it. I can remember looking when I could. It was bloody/horrible. There was a lot of yelling. Oh...yeah sorry that's not a good story.

I dunno how old I was. I remember laying in my bed/crib and being afraid of the dark. And then there were these little red sparks dancing around my crip and I knew that they were watching over me. and I was comforted and felt secure and protected. All the rest of my childhood I slept soundly cause I knew the red sparks were watching over me

I told my dad about that a few years ago and he laughed and said that he used to sit in the dark and smoke while he watched me sleep. And those little red sparks was his cigarette glowing in the dark. The he said I always was a dumbass

wow just read that!! lol

Being in an oxygen tent, age 3.