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the-rasta-masta · 02-27-2010, 10:10 AM

I have a bit of a different one, not so much an individual static memory of an event but rather a memory of a layout of an area.

My father grew up in the Crowsnest Pass in a town called Coleman. My grandmother continued to live in the town until she was 80 years old, shortly before my 2nd birthday. Once or twice a month my family would drive from Calgary down to Coleman to visit her. In 89, my grandmother sold the house and moved to Calgary.

In conversations over the years my parents were always shocked about how I remembered every corner of the house, including colour of carpet, pictures on the wall, etc... A few years ago, my dad found a whole bunch of pictures he had taken of each room of the house when it was sold, wanting to have something to remember his childhood home. I couldn't believe how accurate my memory was.

Thinking about this right now actually made me remember what most likely was my earliest memory. I was sitting on the floor of my grandmother's house while she played bingo on TV. I was given an old card and one of those bingo "dabbers" and just having a great time dabbing and copying my grandmothers motions and shouting out "BINGO" whenever she did.

02-27-2010, 10:10 AM	#29
the-rasta-masta First Line Centre Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: Turner Valley Exp:	I have a bit of a different one, not so much an individual static memory of an event but rather a memory of a layout of an area. My father grew up in the Crowsnest Pass in a town called Coleman. My grandmother continued to live in the town until she was 80 years old, shortly before my 2nd birthday. Once or twice a month my family would drive from Calgary down to Coleman to visit her. In 89, my grandmother sold the house and moved to Calgary. In conversations over the years my parents were always shocked about how I remembered every corner of the house, including colour of carpet, pictures on the wall, etc... A few years ago, my dad found a whole bunch of pictures he had taken of each room of the house when it was sold, wanting to have something to remember his childhood home. I couldn't believe how accurate my memory was. Thinking about this right now actually made me remember what most likely was my earliest memory. I was sitting on the floor of my grandmother's house while she played bingo on TV. I was given an old card and one of those bingo "dabbers" and just having a great time dabbing and copying my grandmothers motions and shouting out "BINGO" whenever she did.