What is your very first memory?

Like you, I clearly remember lying on my blanket on the living room floor while my mother was cooking in the next room, and fearing that the soldiers were coming. I don't know exactly how old I was, but I know the house, and my parents left there when I was less than two years old, so this must have been about 1964.

Now how on earth would I know what a soldier was, let alone worry about them coming?

My earliest memories are of England during WW2. First memory is of being weighed in hospital, I guess only a few months old - goo-goo time! The next memory is of a massive air raid by the Luftwaffe on the city of my birth, Birmingham in the English Midlands. Wham! How can I explain that? 9/11 only much worse. Born 1941. A bit of a noisy start to life, but it got better in time.

The only thing I know about Milwaukee is "The Fonz" of "Happy Days" - a brilliant American TV show we still get here in UK by the way and seeing The Fonz here on stage in London disguised as Henry Winkler, a much older man now.

I can totally recall lying on my back in a crib reaching up to play with those things that hang over a child's crib with birds dangling from them, with three people leaned over gawking at me.

I distinctly remember my 4th, 5th, and 6th birthdays, but nothing before. I'm 50 years old and still associate with the six kids now adults I invited to my 6th birthday party.

My first memory was falling and fracturing my skull when I was two. I remember the entire event very clearly right up until I fell. I don't remember actually falling, but I remember everything up until that point. My parents were there, and they are amazed that I can still describe so many of the details of where I was and what happened.

I think my first memory is being in my crib with my leg stuck between two of the spindles. My Dad had to saw thru one of them to get my leg out. I remember that there was a dried starfish on the windowsill that scared me while my leg was stuck. Odd memory, but it is the earliest memory I have.

I don't know why but, I have no memories before my 5th birthday....it's like there was nothing until I turned 5.

my grandfather holding me, he died when i was about 3 or 4. I remember reaching up to pull his glasses off.