One or some of your fondest childhood memories?

I hold very dear to me the summers spent with my maternal grandfather, during my elementary school years. He taught me sooo much. Always encouraging me to set a good example for my younger siblings.

He passed when I was a 17 years old. To this day, at times, I still consider what he might think or say before I act on something. He will always remain my unseen counsel.

Here's to you, Grandfather . . . Cheers! . . . I still remember.

 

roadtrips with my cousins to grand canyon, yellowstone, utah, idaho...

 

My dad and his old Chevy.

We went camping one time when I was like 10 or so and he let me steer through the campgrounds while he worked the pedals. It was nothing dangerous cause we never went over like 5mph, but in my mind I was driving.

I couldn't wait to drive that car for real. It was a shame he got rid of it before I got my learners permit. He use to mod it back in the day; It was a muscle car. Great memories.

 

Camping up North with the family (family, cousins...) at Humbolt County (Avenue of the Giants). We use to go evey year. There was so much lush green forest back then (before alot of droughts). Hikes, swimming in th Eel river. Camp fires...banana slugs! haha

Been a few times once I grew up and will be starting the yearly trips again starting next summer now that my youngest will be old enough to enjoy it.

This is a great thread Andy. It brought a big smile to my face remembering those fun times. Thanks

 

i have so many memories, but i miss hanging out with my high school friends and doing nothing but driving for hours back when gas was like a buck 25.

i also miss going fishing with my grandpa he died when i was like 10 i wish i could remember more times i had with him

 

Thanks for sharing your memories, guys. For some, the memories will be bitter sweet. However, I trust the said brings a smile to you, as well.

 

Driving across the USA with Dad and Mom, visiting my kin folk in Oklahoma and Texas. Parking in the Oakland hills, making out in the back of Daddy's car with my girlfriend.

 

Playing the board game Candyland in an ESL class and not having to worry about the other kids making fun of my inability to speak English properly.

Eventually . . . Being able to read out loud, when asked upon, without constantly stopping . . . Money couldn't buy that feeling.

 

One of my favorite Uncle was a race car driver when he was alive. Two summers in a row, he picked me up along with his kids (my cousins) and took us to the tracks almost everday. We'd watch him from the stands and eat all the candy that we want and drink sodas all day... which we weren't allowed to otherwise. After practice, he'd take each of us in his car and let us drive around the track. I must've been around 11 or 12 at the time. I remember him telling me to "give some gas" as we went around the turns. It was one of my fondest memories from childhood.

Thanks for bringing me back there, even for a minute Andy.

 

All the fun camping/fishing trips we took over the summer with my family, uncle,aunts and cousins and all the great food my granpa cooked ....good times

 

hmm, fondest memories. my dad beating me with a stick for not achieving atleast a B+ on my school homework in elementary school. ohh memories

 

u a phob hahahhaha. engerish i cant understand lol

 

andy...where are you from originally?