Odd things you remember from a long time ago

[Alnitak]

The smell of my family's 1985 Oldsmobile station wagon with red upholstery.

 

[Rickrock]

I memorized my address when I started kindergarten and although I haven't lived there for 59 years and the house is gone, I still remember it.

 

[Telstra]

I remember i cried so much first day at school

 

[SaskGuy]

Peterborough switched to 10-digid dialling a few years ago. Like you, just too many numbers. Then again, 705 is a huge area code.

Saskatchewan just got 10 digit dialing too, it's annoying. They could have cut the province in half; the Saskatoon area could get 306, and the Regina area could get 639... there must be a reason why they didn't do that.

It's mainly because everyone has a cell phone now, and some people even have two or three numbers. Plus, I bet there's a lot of numbers tied down to inactive phones. I haven't used my Rogers pay as you go phone in 10 years, and I wouldn't be surprised if I could get a phone card and activate it again.

 

[Drugstore Cowboy]

I remember being place in English as a Second Language classes in kindergarden even though I only spoke English.

 

[Kabluey]

I remember being place in English as a Second Language classes in kindergarden even though I only spoke English.

Just a little institutional jealousy from people prone to sunburn.

 

[HornyJock]

I remember i fell off the bed on to a floor as a toddler ...

Now it all makes sense.....

 

[rareboy]

I started high school in the mid-60s. After all these years, I still remember the first combination for my combination lock: right twice to 23, left once to 36, right to 17. I can barely remember what I ate for lunch, but I remember that stupid combination from over 50 years ago.

Do you have any useless memories which simply will not slip out of your brain?

Mine was 56-25-12 by the way....but I snipped the clasp off the end so that it didn't catch and my lock was always open...it just looked shut.

 

[frankfrank]

Though I've finally started to lose a great deal of it from decades of nearly complete NON-USE, I was at a point in the late 60s or early 70s where somebody could have come up to me, and said

"Frank, I'll give you an hour, a couple pencils, and a lot of paper. Write down ALL the AM radio stations in North Carolina (or Wisconsin, or the New England states...or Quebec...whatever was chosen) - city, call letters, dial frequency"

...and I probably would have gotten at least 96-97% of them written down, very possibly even 100%. (OK, maybe I would've gotten only 90% in Quebec.)

I was also able to "do" Mexico City and some other major foreign places...and pretty much all of Australia and New Zealand.

These kind of things happen with Asperger's...

 

[PalacePaul]

I have an extraordinary memory for useless details. I remember the full names of all my classmates in primary school. The 31 of us.

 

[BillyT]

Saskatchewan just got 10 digit dialing too, it's annoying. They could have cut the province in half; the Saskatoon area could get 306, and the Regina area could get 639... there must be a reason why they didn't do that.

It's mainly because everyone has a cell phone now, and some people even have two or three numbers. Plus, I bet there's a lot of numbers tied down to inactive phones. I haven't used my Rogers pay as you go phone in 10 years, and I wouldn't be surprised if I could get a phone card and activate it again.

One good thing here with 10 digit dialing is when dialed outside of the county we were in we had to pay a surcharge. Now we can dial the county's on all four sides without having to pay that surcharge. Now this is just talking about land lines. Cell phones never had that charge but in the early days of cells we had to pay roaming charges.

 

[frankfrank]

I also remember sort of a nightmare I had when I was probably four years old.

You know what a cap for a car gas tank looks like. It's circular, about the diameter of a grapefruit, with a ridge (for turning it) running one direction entirely across the diameter.

There was a car accident, and my younger sister (actually four years older than me) got injured. The hospital fixed her up, but they couldn't fix her mouth. Where her mouth would normally be, there was instead something that looked like an auto gas-tank cap, which rotated clockwise as she talked.

Of course I have no idea how she ate, LOL.

 

[evanrick]

i remember my best friend growing up and his mom busting into his room as we were about to get nasty in his closet.

 

[SaskGuy]

When I was a toddler in the '80s, my mom bought an "early American" style living room set; the couch and chair was brown, with old west scenes printed on the fabric, like covered wagons, saloons, etc... well, I actually remember sitting on the chair after it was delivered, when it still had the plastic on it. It's odd that I actually remember something like that at such a young age.
We had that living room set until 2004... by that time, the couch and chair were saggy and worn out, and the coffee table and end tables had their fair share of dings and scratches (although I still have one of the end tables in the garage lol)

 

[piano1]

Christmas time coming down the steps and seeing the tree lite and the trains running around it. We were still in our pajamas and my brother got a large helicopter as one of his gifts. It was too big to wrap so it was in the middle of the floor. Also the smell of the oil from the trains running fast and the noise of them ---- nothing like waking up and hearing that sound. I cherish those memories.

 

[Zeno Lorea]

I remember going to a children's church group on Sundays, and one day they had an excursion, and they showed up at our door and I was still in pajamas and my mother said "no, he's not going." The way I remember it the bus stopped right in front of our door, everyone on the bus was staring at me and I was watching them from behind a curtain with a pacifier in my mouth. And yet that is impossible because the square our house looked out on has been pedestrianized since loooong before I was born.

 

[rareboy]

I still have a recollection of being carried by my father from the summer kitchen of my grandparents' farm under a huge full moonlit sky to the car....and I could only have been 2 years old at most.

 

[star-warrior]

I recall the summer of 1976, I was 5, it being hot, humid and full of thunderstorms. Moreover, the sky went a wierd dark khaki colour and flashed and thundered long before the rains arrived.

 

[jbrown329]

I remember when I was 5 and my mom's roommate moved out and took the furniture. I remember grandpa and grandma pulling up in the driveway with their 2 ton Ford flatbed truck with furniture.

This thread got me thinking. I finally remember my phone number from 1985. The last 4 digits of my current number are the same as my '86 phone number (how crazy is that?). Prefix is different.

 

[gsdx]

A run-in with a suicide door:

For those 'not in the know', suicide doors were rear car doors which were hinged at the back and latched at the centre post. In other words, the rear doors opened backwards.

Back when I was a kid in the mid-50s, we had an old car with suicide doors and, back then, it was a real treat to actually go for car rides on Sunday afternoon. One of our favourite rides was a tour around Presqu'ile Provincial Park on the northern shores of Lake Ontario east of Toronto. There was a government dock there and it was fun for the kids to go swimming there. There was a little snack bar there as well where we could get ice cream and all sorts of other treats. On one of our drives, Dad let us get what we wanted and I wanted a box of Cracker Jack. On the way home, I was sitting in the back near the window. I opened my box of Cracker Jack by ripping off the top. Littering wasn't such a big deal back then, so it was out the window for the bit of trash.

Anyway, as we were rolling along the road, I reached for the window crank but grabbed the door handle instead. The door whipped open and pulled me out with it, leaving me bouncing and rolling along on the gravel shoulder of the road. I still have the scar on my upper lip from my tumble.

I was quite banged up and bleeding, but the thing that pissed me off the most is that I couldn't eat my Cracker Jack.