What is your Most fond memory in life?

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    Dec 21, 2009 5:11 AM GMT
    What is your most fond memory or event in the past...
    I am always curious to hear people's awesome life...
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    Dec 21, 2009 5:12 AM GMT
    Wow, what a good post. I'm gonna give it some thought.
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    Dec 21, 2009 5:18 AM GMT
    wrestlervic saidWow, what a good post. I'm gonna give it some thought.


    Please do...

    Probably my most favourite is when I used to sing this song with my mom sitting in the front porch. I was in middle school living a carefree life and enjoying the happenings of middle school life. I used to rush home after school just so that i could play this song on repeat. At the front porch, my mom used to sit with me along with my stereo and we would sing away until dusk....



    The first 40 seconds of this song still brings a tear to my eyes. Times like these I will reminisce when i am 80 yrs old and in my death bed smiling about the great moments that took my breathe away..
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    Dec 21, 2009 5:52 AM GMT
    Mmmm... I think I'll wait like 20 or 40 years to answer this one.

    I think I might be missing something better and I want to answer it correctly.
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    Dec 21, 2009 11:57 AM GMT
    My first sight of the Eiffel tower, outside of a book, was January 15 1996.
    It was the first snowfall of the season, after sunset, The tower was partly obscured by the falling snow, but the whole area around it was glowing with golden light. I didn’t have my camera, but that image is imprinted on my mind.

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    Dec 21, 2009 12:21 PM GMT
    My best bud and I driving down the PCH while I was setting on the roof, my legs straddling the T-tops, arms outstretched mimicking the full bird on the hood of the 10th anniversary TA; having only moments earlier come out to him.

    Also: in the green room with Cheep Trick.
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    Dec 21, 2009 12:32 PM GMT
    Since it's not over yet I'll have to wait and see.
  • jlly_rnchr

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    Dec 21, 2009 12:35 PM GMT
    My favorite memory is driving across country during the spring break of my junior year of college. Me and my best friend hit Columbus, Chicago, Mount Rushmore, Yellowstone for 3 nights, Lincoln, and Purdue University before heading back to UMD. Best week and a half of my life.
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    Dec 21, 2009 10:34 PM GMT
    That damn Hermione!, she hit on everybody... I did her....big deal! Now me and Totie Fields and her wooden leg in that cheap motel, with the half-gallon of Manischewitz... THAT is a memory!!!


    P.S. Jeff, not to make you feel old or anything, but H. would be 112 now if she were still alive...just sayin'...icon_wink.gif
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    Dec 21, 2009 11:02 PM GMT
    I would have to say that so far in my short life, my fondest memories are the ones that made me feel like there was nothing more important in the world than that particular moment.

    It was the first moment I realized I was truly in love, regardless of how brief and fleeting it was.

    It was the moment when I realized, yes, people do care about me and believe in me.

    It was good times, good food, and good laughs with the best possible people.

    It was the moment I knew I had quality friends that would be there for me through thick and thin.

    It was when my mother told me "Sam, I want you to know....I accept you".

    It was when I looked back and realized my childhood, family life, and upbringing were amazing, hilarious, and relatively conflict free.

    It was acknowledging the fact that my emotional hardships I had to endure only made me stronger, and more of the person I am today.

    It was finally being happy in my own skin.

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  • timgoblue

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    Dec 21, 2009 11:04 PM GMT
    Summer after 4th grade, part of the Little League baseball team standing in the back of the coach's pick up truck, singing "We are the Champions" on the way to the Dairy Queen
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    Dec 21, 2009 11:57 PM GMT
    Very awesome post man.

    I think my most fond memory would have to be in March 09. I was sent home from Afghanistan towards the end of December 09, because of a brain injury, it happened because of the impact of an IED. I had forgotten like the past 5 years of life. Everyone kept telling me how lucky I was because I wasn't killed or maimed, but it was frustrating I couldn't remember a lot of things, and I was pretty depressed and angry I had to go home.

    I remember sitting up in my room with my brother, my dad, and my guy we were just talking and my brother was on the computer playing with music on youtube. The music I was hearing was making me remember how I felt, or what I was going through when I had first heard it, so I was slowly remembering some things and when they'd bring up stuff it made me remember more.

    We had some awesome food, and later on that night my dad woke me up at around 3am like he'd usually do to help him work on a project. It felt pretty awesome to be doing that like old times, and seeing him happy because he felt like he got me back and everything icon_smile.gif

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    Dec 22, 2009 12:15 AM GMT
    There are many to choose from but I'll go with two that were life changing.

    1. The month spent traveling through Peru & Columbia with my best friend (who I had a major crush on even though he was straight). I met so many wonderful people that were truly happy in spite of having very little. Coming from a middle-class white-bread family, it was to say the least, enlightening. For example while driving through Lima, it started to rain. The driver pulled over, reached under the seat and pulled out windshield wiper blades, jumped out and installed then, and we continued on our way. He saw my confused look and said, you have to take them off or they are stolen. Now this was said without any anger, it was just a part of owning a car. And boy was he extremely proud of owning a car. Or how about this from the family I stayed with in Columbia. As they were showing me their very minimal house, four room IIRC, we came to the exterior bathroom (open to the sky but it did have low walls). They were beaming with pride telling me how to flush the toilet by pouring water from a pitcher into the tank. They didn't have running water but they had a porcelain toilet!!!

    Now whenever I start to get angry or sad I try to recenter myself with the knowledge that my life is actually a cake walk compared to most of the inhabitants of this wondrous blue orb we all call home.

    2. The day I successfully defended my Ph.D thesis. This was a purely selfish moment where I just wanted to scream to the world "I'm finally done". Of course this was followed by graduation day, the act of which meant little to me since it was just a piece of paper. BUT it brought tears to my eyes seeing how proud and excited my parents were.
  • jgymnast733

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    Dec 22, 2009 1:07 AM GMT
    I would have to say it was when i moved into my apartment over looking central park..I had always dreamed of living on the park and when that dream became a reality it was an awsome feeling..icon_exclaim.gif
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    Dec 22, 2009 1:09 AM GMT
    The day I told Mrs. Goodman to fuck off when she tried to scold me for cursing. I wouldn't call it an awesome moment, but it is a fond memory.
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    Dec 22, 2009 1:19 AM GMT
    A toss up between December 15th, 2007, and December 5th in 1991,1992 and 1993.
  • baldone

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    Dec 22, 2009 1:26 AM GMT
    the best memory i have is the birth of my children
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    Dec 22, 2009 3:40 AM GMT
    When I was a kid, on our 190 acre farm, there was a grassy bank that went down to the edge of a narrow creek. The grass on that bank was always short, as if someone mowed it regularly, although no one ever did. I loved to sit there on a warm Summer day, and watch the water flowing, and listen to it. I miss the peace and quiet, the clean fresh air, and the acres and acres of green.

    "A single mature tree can absorb carbon dioxide at a rate of 48 lbs./year and release enough oxygen back into the atmosphere to support 2 human beings."

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  • tbone25

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    Dec 22, 2009 4:01 AM GMT
    First...

    ---I threw a party for Ella Fitzgerald. She was very warm, totally lovable.
    ---I had a piano lesson from Vladimir Horowitz, who dryly suggested I find some other way of making a living.
    ---I interviewed Aaron Copland on his 75th birthday, and then five years later I sang under his baton at Carnegie Hall

    That's awesome and I am very jealous.... love Fitzgerald and Copland... an Encounter with Uncle Lenny (Bernstein that is) would make it even better and yes, my family (all musicians) refer to him as Uncle Lenny. I think my nephew actually thinks we are related...lol


    For me, I'd have to say...when my father would wake me up each morning and give me reason to be excited (Only Six Months until Christmas, or Just two weeks until your birthday, or 25 more school days until summer)...

    Another great one for me was sitting on William Wordsworth bench in Willliam Wordsworth Garden at Dove Cottage and reading the poems he composed there as the breeze blew over Lake Windemere in the Lake District of the UK.

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    Dec 22, 2009 5:21 AM GMT
    I have many fond memories, as do most of us. There is one that stands out.
    When I was a little boy, my mother took me to a carnival near where we lived in Germany. We went on a ride that consisted of chairs attached by chains to an overhead platform and it spun around. She was to the left of me and I remember looking over and seeing her smiling and laughing.
    That image is indelibly etched on my heart. The reason being that my parents were on the verge of divorcing. My father had been behaving quite badly for some time. He put my mother and brother and myself in an intolerable situation. My mother had been terribly sad for much too long.
    She eventually had the guts to pack up and leave him and move us to the U.S. to make a new start. This required an enormous amount of courage and strength on her part.
    I will never forget the look on her face that day at the carnival. It made an eight year old boy very happy.
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    Dec 23, 2009 1:49 AM GMT
    turbobilly saidI have many fond memories, as do most of us. There is one that stands out.
    When I was a little boy, my mother took me to a carnival near where we lived in Germany. We went on a ride that consisted of chairs attached by chains to an overhead platform and it spun around. She was to the left of me and I remember looking over and seeing her smiling and laughing.
    That image is indelibly etched on my heart. The reason being that my parents were on the verge of divorcing. My father had been behaving quite badly for some time. He put my mother and brother and myself in an intolerable situation. My mother had been terribly sad for much too long.
    She eventually had the guts to pack up and leave him and move us to the U.S. to make a new start. This required an enormous amount of courage and strength on her part.
    I will never forget the look on her face that day at the carnival. It made an eight year old boy very happy.


    Wow how very touching, this is the kind of response i was soliciting. Good goin for your mom..
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    Dec 23, 2009 2:41 AM GMT
    I mean - Isn't the past interesting? For every human the past is just a bunch of memories.

    A favorite memory of mine would be laughing so hard with my sisters, that would we would actually have to not say anything for a few minutes, so we could catch our breaths (physically).

    Tears would be streaming down our faces, because we were trying to stop the pains in our sides from laughing so hard. Nirvana to me!

    That to me is a slice of heaven. Really-laughing that hard was being close to God.
  • RSportsguy

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    Dec 23, 2009 2:46 AM GMT
    I have a lot of fond memories, but if I had to choose one it would be the time that I spent with my grandma. She was just an awesome, caring, beautiful person who was all of that even though she had a pretty hard life. I still remember some of the songs she use to hum! icon_biggrin.gif
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    Dec 23, 2009 3:12 AM GMT
    Ciarsolo saidA toss up between December 15th, 2007, and December 5th in 1991,1992 and 1993.


    December 5th 2012 I should be living in SD, so we'll have to celebrate your birthday in style. icon_cool.gif