posted on Apr, 16 2012 @ 01:22 PM
Under a month old. Dad took a photo of me lying on a pink blanket screaming.
I found the photo, it was dated just over a month old, but my mother said it was one of the rolls of film that waited, they had to bring in a few
rolls. They took lots of pictures.
What I remembered was the drop, and the sloping grass, and it was freshly mowed, really prickly and damp under the blanket, and for some reason I
imagined slipping and falling off this drop, and I was screaming at my father to pick me up, and then saw the flash. I had dreams and recall of that
from very early childhood. I also remember many moments in my infancy, from crawling, eating horrid tasting cardboard peas in old high chair and
where they placed it, and many many moments.
I have never lost my life, but remember nearly all of it.