Category: Memories FOR Amara

These are memories from my own childhood that I wanted to be sure and share with Amara while I still remember them..

Joy Riding

Grandma Kc wrote this on February 14th, 2014 26 Replies

This is a special memory from my own childhood. My mother had left us alone in the car while she went in to drop some clothes at the cleaners. Times were different then and parents weren’t so concerned about leaving their kids in the car while they ran an errand. I was probably four and Read the Rest

My First Run in with the Law

Grandma Kc wrote this on February 7th, 2014 13 Replies

This is a special memory from my own childhood. The only thing worse than being an adult and seeing a police car in your rear view mirror is being 7 and turning around and seeing a police car out the back window. Panic really takes over if you have just thrown your Icicle Freezer Pop Read the Rest

I Killed the Goldfish

Grandma Kc wrote this on January 31st, 2014 18 Replies

This is a special memory from my own childhood. I was about 4 years old the night that Daddy woke me up because he needed my help downstairs in the kitchen. He had been trying to clean our goldfish bowl and one of the goldfish had gone down the drain. He couldn’t reach it because Read the Rest

Go Fly a Kite

Grandma Kc wrote this on January 24th, 2014 21 Replies

This is a special memory from my own childhood. I was up at the crack of dawn — you would have thought that it was Christmas! We were going to fly kites. Daddy was going to teach us. I was about five years old and I had never flown a kite before. Now I was Read the Rest

Why I gave up candle making

Grandma Kc wrote this on January 17th, 2014 19 Replies

This is a special memory from my own childhood. Up until now most of my childhood stories have been about when I was a little girl but I was inspired by my friend Lisa’s post about candles on Wednesday to fast forward to this one. I hope you don’t mind. It was 1969; I was Read the Rest

Spelling Test Failure

Grandma Kc wrote this on January 10th, 2014 18 Replies

This is a special memory from my own childhood. I can’t recall what grade I was in or who my teacher was when I had my first huge public spelling failure, but I was very young. I do remember it being a very cold and dismal day so all of the overhead lights were on Read the Rest