It wasn't until I was a sophomore in college that I took my first airplane ride. I went to visit my grandparents in Florida with one of my college roommates during spring break. We flew to Ft. Myers from Rochester. I don't really remember much about the flight, I guess it was uneventful. I do remember I was nervous and in fact I still kind of get nervous when I fly. It has become a much less anxious experience, but I don't love it! I like landing much better than taking off. I like to sit in the middle of the plane near the wings. I like window seats better than aisle seats. I would rather check my luggage then have to cart it around with me.
When I fly I always order a ginger-ale, it is my drink of choice. I have to make sure that I have lots of magazines. I prefer to look at magazines instead of reading a book. I have to have gum and if given the choice I like flights that have TV. The longest flight I have ever taken was to Hawaii, it is also the only flight where I have gotten to sit in first class. The best part of flying first class to Hawaii was the reclining seats and the ice cream sundaes.
This blog is dedicated to my personal rantings and reflections. It is some of my thoughts about my genealogy journey as well my life as I sit, watch and wonder from my front porch. My front porch is my most favorite place to blog, sit and watch the world go by.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Sharing Memories 2012 (Week 1): My First Childhood Memory
This week's Sharing Memories - A Genealogy Journey topic is to write about your first childhood memory. I'm not sure I can actually pinpoint when or what it is.
On thing that I remember pretty clearly is the Christmas that I got my kitchen and hutch. Based on pictures, I think I was between 2-3 years old. I remember coming down the stairs Christmas morning seeing them. I think I also got my little table that same year. The hutch was actually built by my dad and I still have it up in my attic. I had metal plates that went in my hutch. I loved my kitchen set and would LOVE to see a picture of it It was a 1970's yellow and it was metal with a stove and a sink.
Here is a picture of me Christmas morning with my new hutch and dishes.
On thing that I remember pretty clearly is the Christmas that I got my kitchen and hutch. Based on pictures, I think I was between 2-3 years old. I remember coming down the stairs Christmas morning seeing them. I think I also got my little table that same year. The hutch was actually built by my dad and I still have it up in my attic. I had metal plates that went in my hutch. I loved my kitchen set and would LOVE to see a picture of it It was a 1970's yellow and it was metal with a stove and a sink.
Here is a picture of me Christmas morning with my new hutch and dishes.
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