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Sunday, October 12, 2008
the first time I saw dad
Well the first time I remember seeing dad was on the beach . I had somehow separated from the group and climbed a tree to find everyone . I was 3 or 4 and if you knew me it was the norm for me to go missing . I fell and the fall knocked the breath out of me and there he was he picked me up and dusted the sand off me and we went to a station wagon (dad was found of the station wagon I remember a few of them)and everything was right in my world . does anyone remember the first time they saw Ray?
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:) My 1st memory of Dad was when they were building the house in Little Rock...I couldn't have been but 2 at the most.
I remember walking around outside by all the piping and heard 'Sherry Sherry sherry sheeeeerry' as Dad was talking to me from the far end of the yard through the pipes. I can still hear it...and see him smiling at me from the other side :)
Hi sis Adem went as Link to Arau Con and had a blast. We were in Anchorage for a check up on Arncher (cat skan on the nogen hes grate though)and got to spend a couple days with Adem Hes doing Fantasctic Im betting he makes the deans list with hard cources. Also hes joining many groups and heading up some volinteer work like his granpa.
It is funny Adem, but the first time I remember Uncle Ray was at a beach too. I dont know how old I was, but I am guessing, like Sherry, no more than two. Our family came to visit you in Connecticut (you do the math)but the only part of the trip I remember was the beach and the only thing I remember was walking along the surf and looking out and seeing you older kids playing together and I tried to walk to you. I was immediately swept under the water and I remember being underwater looking up at sky above me through the water. I know I wasn't scared (I was too young to know to be scared) and it felt like an eternity and then all I saw was this huge hand (Uncle Ray's)reaching down and pulling up above the water. He smiled at me and brought me to my mom. That is all I remember. Not only is that my first memory of Uncle Ray but it is also my earliest memory of life itself. I find it neat that I vividly remember his hand and how big it seemed to a two year old. Almost as if God, himself, reached down and pucked me from the ocean.
I'm going to have to think on this one a long while... Some of my earliest memories of Dad come from upstate New York.. you (Adem) were new on the scene then so I must have been 3-4. I remember Dad showing me a spider web on our back porch - showing me the web, and the spider and her tiny babies. I was all in awe. I also remember him showing me lady slipper orchids in our back yard there. He knew about the natural world and he rocked my world with all he knew.. I don't know if I can go farther back than that. I also remember him building a canoe in our garage there.. that was WAY cool.
Robert
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