Scenes from a Life
Early Memories Part 1

I’m calling this my first memory.  It predates my second memory, which is of the day my sister was born, so I was less than 2 years and 3 months old.

I was in a warm tub, mom was singing “I love you Lord”, and using an orange pail to pour water over my head.  When your head is under water, or in this case, water covers your ears for brief moments when being poured over you, the sound is distorted.  It just so happened that this phenomenon occurred as Mom got to the lyrics “and may it be a sweet, sweet sound, in your ear”.  I recall wondering if the garbled noises were the sweet sounds mom was singing about.  

Many baths later, I would use the same orange pail to pour water over my ears, or submerge my ears in the bath in order to hear the strange and wonderful sounds again.