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Piper · 61-69, F
I'm not certain which one was first, because those earliest memories are like an old film reel that's been broken and spliced back together.
One of the first really clear memories, is when I was 3 and found an abandoned bird's egg at some old ruin we stopped to look at. I wanted to "rescue" it, and my parents let me. The egg was put in a small glass ashtray, with cotton under...beneath a lamp. My brother or his friend ended up breaking that little blue egg. That bothered me a lot then, but on reflection...it wasn't such a 'bad' thing.
One of the first really clear memories, is when I was 3 and found an abandoned bird's egg at some old ruin we stopped to look at. I wanted to "rescue" it, and my parents let me. The egg was put in a small glass ashtray, with cotton under...beneath a lamp. My brother or his friend ended up breaking that little blue egg. That bothered me a lot then, but on reflection...it wasn't such a 'bad' thing.