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I have a still memory in my mind of when I was 3 years old. I can see the two kids next door, their cat and their carport, as well as a wooded, hilly park across the street. 47 years later I went with my Mother looking for the house. She knew the street, but not the number and I recognized it immediately as we got near.
My next memories are of a house we lived in when I was 4. I have a memory either when we moved in or out of the echo in the living room standing there with my Father and one of my sisters. I also remember playing with toy civil war soldiers on the hill across the street. I had those toy soldiers for a long time.
I remember quite a bit from the house where I lived when I was 5. I remember we had a pinata we'd brought back from Texas for my 5th birthday. That was a big hit as this was Kentucky and people weren't familiar with them. I didn't go to kindergarten, but I remember orientation for first grade. I was impressed that some of the kids, including one named Johnny, could read already.
I moved from CT when I was 3 and have a number of vivid memories from that time and that house, so I call bunk on the professor.
I do have a memory from about 19 months. We were in a car looking at a mountain range and at some point my dad got very serious and said take a good look at that cloud you won't see one like that again. I don't remember the mushroom cloud but I do remember the lightning and how it silouetted the mountain range.
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