My earliest memory of living in Des Moines was when I was sitting in the hallway in front of my sister's room while my mom was changing her diaper. I was playing with a toy and I got an erection, I remember thinking I hope they go away when I get older. I must have been two or so, maybe two and a half.
I also remember standing on my mom's suitcase and I think I jumped up and down on it, there's a picture of that too. There was also a time when I heard this cow mooing. I went into my mom and dad’s room and I looked out of their window and said, “Mommy there’s a cow in our back yard.” so my mom called Steve (the guy who owned the farm on the other side of our back yard) and told him to come get his cow and I remember he did.
My room, I remember thinking it was big and I had a full size bed to sleep in. I only have one memory of sleeping in my room and waking up seeing the clown, in the dark, sitting on the chair. The clown, my mom says I was afraid of it, it was bigger than me and I think it sat in the rocking chair in my room. There was also a time when I set this doll on fire, I think it was my sister's doll. I was playing on my bed as I remember it and I knocked a lamp over onto my bed and there was this doll laying on the bed and the bulb was on the doll's leg. I must have left it there and went to do something else and when I came back there was a fire on my bed. I ran to tell my mother and I don't remember what happened after that, but I do remember the bedspread was bright orange for a time, then I had a white one with a design of these balls on it. I remember thinking it was a little sophisticated for me, but then again it was only a passing thought.
My room, I remember thinking it was big and I had a full size bed to sleep in. I only have one memory of sleeping in my room and waking up seeing the clown, in the dark, sitting on the chair. The clown, my mom says I was afraid of it, it was bigger than me and I think it sat in the rocking chair in my room. There was also a time when I set this doll on fire, I think it was my sister's doll. I was playing on my bed as I remember it and I knocked a lamp over onto my bed and there was this doll laying on the bed and the bulb was on the doll's leg. I must have left it there and went to do something else and when I came back there was a fire on my bed. I ran to tell my mother and I don't remember what happened after that, but I do remember the bedspread was bright orange for a time, then I had a white one with a design of these balls on it. I remember thinking it was a little sophisticated for me, but then again it was only a passing thought. What was I? 3 or 4?
My mother says I remember the weirdest things, but my question is how can memories be weird? I think I remember the day we brought my sister home. I looked over the back seat and said, "A baby! Do we get to keep it?!" and my mother said, "Yes Craig, we get to keep it." That memory may not be remembered, but I can see myself doing it if I search back far enough.
I remember sitting on the couch feeding my sister as a baby. Mom put a pillow next to me (I think) and then she put her in my arms and gave me a bottle to feed her with, I think it was a yellow bottle with grape juice or milk. I remember that so clearly. I remember watching H.R. Puffnstuff sitting on the floor by the kitchen and we had a black and white TV. I remember one day I had gotten up and I got dressed, I thought I was going to school that day until I remembered it was Sunday and we were going to church so I went back to my room and changed for church.
I also remember it being night time and walking through our kitchen, which I seem to remember thinking was an odd shape or set up weird and I had two blankeys. I put them on the buffet in the dining room and I walked through the kitchen and I think I tied them together. I also remember the living room lamp being on then and I think my dad may have even been in there reading. Oh! I also remember the day that my sister's finder got smashed in the side door off or the driveway. Lee, (a kid from next door), who I considered a friend, came to see if I could play. I opened the door and my sister was standing in the doorway and the wind blew the door shut. Lee ran away I'm sure, thinking he would get blamed for it and my sister cried and it was loud!! Lee now there is a character, but that’s a story for another time...
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