Things You Will Never Forget

Watching the US led invasion of Iraq on tv my senior year of high school in history class. I remember one of the smartest kids in my class, this guy had gotten accepted into a very good school with a scholarship, said he was going to enlist right after graduation. I knew at that point things were going to turn out a bit different than we all expected.

 

watching serials.

 

Never forget the first time I seen a penis for real.... it was so scary....I didnt know if it was going to bite me or what and I was scared to touch the thing!

 

Seconded! Lol

Hm yeah 9/11 too...

 

First job

 

Being present watching my Mom, with Alzheimer's, slowly and forever losing her memories.

 

That would be tough. I watched mine die from smoking cigarettes. The last ten years of her life were just terible.

 

It is difficult to watch your parents die and it is something one won't forget.

 

The kidnapping, molesting, and murder of a 7 y/o girl in our community, done by a 56 y/o man in our community. He's on death row at San Quentin now.

 

Watching a girl drive by me at a drive through resturant and asking some friends about her, She was my dream girl. Sought her out, married her and got kicked to the curb six years latter. She tore my heart out.

 

Every stupid, pointless, annoying song Paul McCartney ever released

 

Seeing Lee Harvey Oswald getting shot live on TV. I was 12 at the time.

 

I was 11. Because I was forced to go to Sunday School, I missed seeing that on live TV because it happened Sunday morning. I never wanted to go to Sunday School again.

 

We used to go to mass early so after we got home the TV went on and I was watching it when that happened. Went to Catholic school and we had the entire week off from school because JFK was assassinated. The TV was on a lot that week.

I turned 13 on the 26th.

 

Awwwww....that's terrible... That's ok I will be happy to take you....she don't know what she's given up... It's called the diamond in the ruff.... Your so sweet!!

 

Calculating the number of square inches in a square mile by long multiplication.

There are 4,014,489,600 of them!

(And if you've never computed that number, you'll never remember it ... but if you have, you will!)

 

I was raised across the street from the 1 block size city park in my hometown. Every summer the park would be flooded for a week or so and being somewhat bowl-like, the water would be a couple of feet deep in the center. The picnic tables had boards attached to the sides and ends of the top, making them like boats when flipped over. Spent many a hot summer night poling the park, hearing owls hoot and just relaxing or playing some imaginative game kids like to play. The 40s it was. Spent many a day in that park playing games and many a night playing hide and seek there. When I go back,as I do a couple times a year--I go sit by the park to read the paper.

There were and still are doves cooing there, so wherever I have been --when I hear a dove, I think of that little park. Some of the same huge trees are still there as in the 40s.

(stepped on a lot of bees. Was always barefoot in the summer)

 

sleeping in golden gate park in san fran, after hanging out drinking 40's w/ a bunch of bums. we were all debating which would win: a wolverine, or a black bear. it was freezing that night, and i slept near a tree, i asked some gnarly heroin addict chick for an extra blankett, she told me to fuck off. i later learned the next day:
the dude that handed out the blanketts,, had crabs,, and everyone that slept in those blanketts got crabs. lol lucky me huh

never forget hearing about 9/11, and watching tv for a week straight seeing wtf prez bush was going to do

living in florida, while hurricane katrina was coming. it went over us as a tropical storm, but we all knew wherever that thing went, it was going to fuck shit up. crazy storm. then seeing it on tv, take up the whole gulf of mexico. cya new orleans

hitchiking to earth dance in norcal, trying to sneak in, getting chased by attack dogs and running up and down small mountains to get away from them. actually snuck in at dark, hung out w/ a bunch of ppl, then it started to rain, and i had to sneak out of there cuz i had no where to go. ended up hanging w/ a bunch of hippies at a truck stop further down the road, and slept on the side of a bridge. got in the next day legit lol

 

Laying up at blazed at the 1969 Crater festival in Diamond Head and watching dozens of crew cut guys with shiny shoes, snapping pictures of all us stoners as fast as they could. Rumors were around in those days about "camps" being set up by the government. I figured "they" would try to put all of us that had our pictures taken, away somewhere.

 

Going down the grand canyon on muleback