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30 Days of Inspiration 8/18/2011 // Day 06- Earliest thing you can remember .
August 18, 2011
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The earliest thing I can remember

is the color red.

I can see it in my minds eye.

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My mother said it was because

when we lived in Thief River Falls,

around the age of 3 or 4,

I decided to color the white kitchen cabinets

red with a red crayon !

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She told me she had me scrub

the cupboard doors

to get the crayon off,

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If that isn’t the earliest

memory,

I do remember in grade school,

in Ashland, Wisconsin,

looking at the sky,

it was a bright red,

and there was a huge fire across town

I was told.

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But in my heart of hearts,

somehow,

I deeply think I have a memory

of my sister Vicky

being born

and dying a month later.

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I was 3 that week.

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The earliest thing I can remember

is the color red.

I can see it in my minds eye.

.

My mother said it was because

when we lived in Thief River Falls,

around the age of 3 or 4,

I decided to color the white kitchen cabinets

red with a red crayon !

.

She told me she had me scrub

the cupboard doors

to get the crayon off,

.

If that isn’t the earliest

memory,

I do remember in grade school,

in Ashland, Wisconsin,

looking at the sky,

it was a bright red,

and there was a huge fire across town

I was told.

.

But in my heart of hearts,

somehow,

I deeply think I have a memory

of my sister Vicky

being born

and dying a month later.

.

I was 3 that week.

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