What to no what's your earliest memory is mine was when I was three we were playing on the porch I fell off the porch into the cactuses with the big long pricks my mom and grandmother pulled them out of my face and hands
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My earliest memory is a crow, flying through our kitchen window, and stealing a silver spoon. I learned later that the crow was well- known as a thief. That guy was one smart bird. He lived near the lake, with silverish chewing gum paper everywhere. And some spoons. I think he did it to impress female crows.