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My earliest memory is a fuzzy one, of me sitting on a cold tile floor, and hearing someone calling to me and looking up and an older man is leaning with arms outstretched towards me, while sitting in an easy chair/recliner. I can describe the chair the flor the man but nothing else around.
I told my mom this because I have "dreamed" or remembered this memory so many times, and it is actually a baby/toddler memory of me and my mom's dad/my grandpa, who died when I was 2 years old. Hard to believe I can remember something from when I was a baby, but there it is....
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