What is my best childhood memory?
I think I have to say that it was the day
my baby brother was born.
My mom was at the hospital and my dad took the rest of us kids
in the old Ford Model A and parked us in the parking lot while
he went up to see mom.
She came to the window and looked down and waved at us as we waited in the car. At least that is how the story goes. I was only a bit over 2 years old so I am not really sure how much of that memory comes from my brains.
And here we were six weeks later!
That little girl on the right with her mouth open is me!
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