My Favorite Childhood Memory is.....

Sitting in my Grandfathers's truck with him while he talked to his buddies on his CB radio.  His handle was "Disco Gramps".

My Grandpa had an ice cream store. Every birthday I had an ice cream cake from Grandpa.

Picking wildflowers for  my grandmother, they had a big field.

and cows across the street.

How about counting Volkswagens while traveling

We traveled from California to Washington DC by car.

Climbing Grandmas fig tree and getting them before the

birds did.

learning to say the Brownie promise

Making Valentines for everyone in school.

could not afford to by them, My teacher

said they were better hand made.

One of my favorite memories of my dad was when he picked up the welcome mat outside the back door and picked a bug off the underside. He showed it to me and said, "hmmm, this protein shouldn't go to waste", turned a bit and tossed it down the hatch! I shrieked and he laughed and laughed! It wasn't until I was in my 30's and was retelling the story when I suddenly realized, as I recalled his motions, that he was only pretending!! He sure loved to make us laugh!

When we were kids we would make mud cookies and pies, put them on the neighbor's porch and ring the doorbell and hide behind bushes. She would come to the door and ooh and ahh over the 'presents'. (I'm sure she could see us and hear us giggling). She was a sweet, sweet lady!

collecting pop bottle caps and seeing  who

could get the most.

My memory of taking typing in school, hunt and peck

No electric then

Being so proud to be able to go from a brownies to

a Girl Scout.

I remember all the times we got home made candy for

easter cause we couldnt afford the real stuff

Walking to school in the rain with my (New to me)boots

and was so proud, family didnt have alot of money