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Matt Reed
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| Posted: 24 August 2025 at 5:50am | IP Logged | 1
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I’m in a wistful mood. Apologies. That said, what is your fondest memory? No guardrails or restrictions except that it has to be one, not multiples. A single memory from any point in time that you’ve lived that brings you joy.
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Matt Reed
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| Posted: 24 August 2025 at 6:23am | IP Logged | 2
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I’ll start. I was keeping a good friend company while he was in charge of a gas station in a Minneapolis suburb in the early 80s. It was late, at least as far as I can remember, and a con man was able to get my friend to part with his watch in exchange for gas, saying he’d “come back to pay for it” which he never did. So not only did he get the watch, but he got the gas as well. Doesn’t make much sense, but that’s the point. It’s a period of time coupled with a good con man!
We’ve ebbed and flowed as long-term friendships often do, but when the chips are down, man, he’s there. Funny story. Solid dude. ‘Nuff Said!
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Mikael Bergkvist
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| Posted: 24 August 2025 at 9:28am | IP Logged | 3
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I was just over one year old, and my mother tucked me in to sleep. She was beaming with happiness. That memory hurts.
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Evan S. Kurtz
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Very difficult to play this game because I have fewer fond memories than I have fond moments. But remembering my now 11-year-old son when he was little, just who he was as that tiny human... man. When I think of any one moment from that period of our lives, I get tears in my eyes. Right now, tears in my eyes.
In 2019 we took a family trip to New Brunswick and spent some time in a children's museum that had a large model boat with a wheel you could turn, and I was looking yesterday at the video of him behind the wheel, a piratey scowl on his face, and he said in his little boy's voice "Arrrrr, shiver me timbers!" except he couldn't annunciate his "r's" back then at all and it just sounded like "Awwww, shivah me timbahs!" and for as much as I love him at this moment, right now, I will always miss every stage of his life that he's since exited. Just the idea that I could once scoop up that human and carry him on the crook of my arm ... sigh.
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Kevin Brown
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First a bit of a backstory so you understand: I met my wife online in 1995. She was is Corpus Christi, TX and I was in the Chicago area. Both of us were in the process of separating from our spouses, so that's what a few of our early conversations were like. Few months of talking, both of us realized there were feelings. We decided to meet.
Now to my fondest memory: It's the moment she stepped into the airport as she exited the passenger bridge and I saw her. She saw me and rushed to me, we hugged, and we just knew we'd be together forever. To this day, I seriously do NOT remember anyone else being around us. I know there were hundreds of people, but I only remember seeing her. That was June 23, 1995.
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Robert Bradley
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My father and I were not close, and didn't see eye-to-eye on most things, but one thing we both loved was baseball. One of my earliest and fondest memories was going to an Arizona Spring Training game and seeing the Oakland A's (who would win the World Series that year - 1972). The biggest thrill for me was getting the autograph of a player. And of course on a team with perrenial All-Star players like Reggie Jackson, Catfish Hunter, Vida Blue, Joe Rudi, Burt Campaneris and Rollie Fingers, I ended up with the autograph of Angel Manguel, the team's fourth hour. But it didn't matter to me, my father and I had spent a day doing something we both loved together, and there were not a lot of days when that occured.
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Houston Mitchell
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My daughter scoring her first goal in soccer. She was 10.
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Rich Marzullo
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Tough topic. A lot of my memories, I'm finding, are marred by events that happened later in life.
But I do keep coming back to this one and it makes me smile.
My dad and I are at a comic book convention (probably NY but not sure). I'm probably no older than 12. We're both going to various tables and I spot it: The Power of...Warlock issue #1. Wanted it for a long time and could never find it. I flag my dad over and show him, he starts haggling with the seller. The price is like $40 or something and I turn to my dad and say "but dad! Wizard Magazine says it's worth $70!"
He looks at me for a second and waves me away. A few minutes later he comes up to me, bag in hand. Never told me what he spent on it.
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Brian Price
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The birth of my daughter. That moment she came out her mother and I saw her for the first time. It was the most intense feeling of love I've ever felt.
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John Byrne
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| Posted: 26 August 2025 at 11:46am | IP Logged | 10
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Tough topic. A lot of my memories, I'm finding, are marred by events that happened later in life. ••• Precisely why I am not going to participate in this discussion.
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Craig Earl
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| Posted: 26 August 2025 at 1:00pm | IP Logged | 11
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First thought : What a great idea for a thread.
Second thought: I have absolutely nothing to add..!
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Dave Kopperman
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| Posted: 26 August 2025 at 4:22pm | IP Logged | 12
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Most (all?) of my best childhood memories are of what we called 'camp' - my mom's Aunt owned a very small cabin on a Rhode Island lake where I would spend most of my summers as a kid, doing things I never get a chance to do as an adult; canoeing, swimming, blowing off fireworks. All that Americana. Hard to pick a 'best' since the quiet times at night by the water and the boisterous times with the big parades were equally awesome in their own ways.
Maybe it's best summed up by a vibe, one that stretched out for years: The kids all slept in the attic on cots. There were windows on both ends of the cabin so the cool air would flow through and it was always very comfortable up there. And when it would rain, you could hear the light drumming on the roof right over your head, and the gentle sloshing of the lake, and the sounds of the ducks on the lake, and all the other stuff. I'd love to be able to get back to that vibe.
Edited by Dave Kopperman on 26 August 2025 at 4:23pm
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