
This is a scanned snapshot of me, aged about one, in my grandmother’s arms. We are at Kalalau Lookout in the Na Pali Coast State Park on Kauai in Hawai’i. When I was very small, my parents had a condo on Kauai and we went there for our holidays (from Honolulu). It was wonderful. I have vivid memories of the hike down the cliffs to the fine white sand of the deserted beach below the condo, and of playing for hours in the crystal clear water. My parents always found this surprising as I was, at the time they sold it, only about four years old.
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I have some vivid memories of walking up hills over twisty manuka roots from when I was about 3 in New Zealand. I also have memories of "helping" to push my brother's pram, and I was 3 when he was born.
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I love those childhood memories. I don't know if you (or anyone else) feels this, but mine are these crisp, detailed snapshots and/or short videos and they're crystal clear when I think about them.
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Yes, sometimes vivid early memories stick in odd ways.
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