Question

What is your favorite childhood memory?

Answer 1

I have way too many to choose just one but one of my favorite memories is when I spent almost 3 months camping and canoeing across Canada with my dad. I was about 13 years old at the time.

Comments

Now that would be an experience of a lifetime. Hi ya, Hippy.

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Hi T. it was awesome and something that my dad and I spoke of for the rest of our lives.

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I really like that I know this about you. You've spoken about your dad with a lot of respect and love. He must of been an amazing person. I'm glad you had that.

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He was quite the man. WWII vet, chicken farmer, sold the land and got his college degree and went on to be a corporate executive all while being a great husband and father.

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Well my friend, you are definitely a chip off the old block. It's not just your name that you share.

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Thanks Dragonfly, to me, that's the ultimate compliment.

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You're welcome.

Answer 2

All the traveling we did. Visiting new places.

Comments

What a wonderful opportunity. Thank you for sharing.

Answer 3

Probably when my Uncle took me up to fly in his AT-6 Trainer plane. I've been hooked on flying ever since. I think I was about 11 then.

Comments

It's amazing how many things we get exposed to as children that carry on for the rest of our lives. Very cool. Thanks, Mr. C.

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Very true ! I still am an avid flyer today !

Answer 4

Going to Yarmouth for our holidays loved holidaying there....

Comments

Sounds like a pretty place. Thanks for answering.

Answer 5

Getting wet in the water fountain park, water sprays everywhere!

So much fun!

Comments

I love water too. That sounds fun. Thank you.

Answer 6

Leaving home.

Comments

Yep, I can relate. Thank you.

Answer 7

All my memories with my Grandad are Precious to me 

Sitting in their garden on his Lap singing this to him 

God I really miss him right now   *tears*

Answer 8

That would be the day I broke dad's carpenter's rule. I'm not sure how old I was but we moved from that house when I was four. Why is it a fond memory? I was expecting a hiding for breaking it and he let me off. It was a rare display of clemency.

Answer 9

Believing in Santa Claus.