When you reach my age which is older than the average bear, you begin to forget recent things, but sometimes a memory of something that happened in your youth comes floating in clear as a bell. Such as the following.
One of the most memorable
thing I remember was one morning when I woke up and went downstairs.
Mom and Daddy had a bed in the living room at that time. I saw a baby
lying on the bed by Mom. I asked, “Where did you find this baby?”
She said, “This baby is your new sister and the doctor brought her
to us”. I asked, “Where did the doctor get the baby from?” She
said, “I don’t know, he just had her in a suitcase”. Until I
received my, birds and bees education, I thought babies came in
suitcases. My birds and bees education was exactly that. One time I
asked, “Why does the fly sit on top of the other fly.” My older
brother who already knew everything said, “Cause, they are doin
it.” “Doin what?” I asked. Mom overheard the conversation and
said, “Now you shut up talking that way, the flies are just
playing.” I was about 15. ha ha
I never remember anything very important.
