in your head of your favorite childhood memory describe it

When my brother opened the box I was put in after I was kidnapped by a stranger in a big red car! I love my brother.

When my father and I used to spend weekends together upstate NY. I loved worked by his side.

I know what you were watching

Don't remember my childhood.

But my best childhood memory was my Grandma cooking me Malt-O-Meal.

I could never wait until breakfast was served.

All seven of us kids and my parents packed into the station wagon, pulling the trailer behind us for summer vacations.

My uncle has a big white house on 5 acre of lawn in Beamsville, Ontario...looks like a park. We always went to visit on Labor Day weekend. There is a passanger train that runs behind the property. I remember sitting in the grass, eating pears fresh off the tree and watching the train go by.

One of my perfect memories was when I was a little boy and love to make streets in my sandbox with matchbox and hotwheels cars driving in them.

carefree riding on my strawberryshortcake bigwheel

My sister was big on the action figures. 80's was the best era for kids with toys and their imaginations.

I used to love playing with my legos

Getting my Mrs. Beasley doll (Family Affair) for my 5th birthday.

Going to Auburn games and being too young to care who won.

Usually many toys that were based on the many animation shows that pretty much every kid watched on primetime tv on every saturday morning. I was spoiled.

There are so many but to state one... When I was 5 and my dad bought me a Incredible Hulk bike...

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I watched the Incredible Hulk with my dad every week and sometimes he used to rip off old shirts of his and flex like my hero at the time... My dad is a pretty big guy so it was impressive to a 5 year olds mind...



Well one day I was riding my bike and I wanted to show my dad how tough I was like the Hulk... So, I ran my bike into the back yard fence as fast as I could... I thought I was going to bust through it and nothing would happen to me... but of coerce I crashed and broke part of the fence and my front tire... My dad still tells this story to this day as to what I did next... He says I got up off the ground and instead of crying I took my shirt off,,, threw it on the ground and started growling and flexing like the Hulk.. ha!

I had the Incredible Hulk Stretchy Man...

thats a cute story Eddie

Playing with my matchbox cars in the yard.......not a care in the world!

Thanks... It's Eddie sweetie

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