Do you remember silly, inconsequential things from decades ago?
April 26, 2009 10:51pm CST
I remember the man who sold me my very first car, an 1965 Oldsmobile F85. I bought it from Richard Cremeans in 1972! Why should I remember that silly fact? I only saw the man once in my life when my mom took me to buy the car that he recommended--I wanted a VW Bug and mom said they were unsafe and she wouldn't cosign on that--and I don't even remember what he looked or sounded like. But I remember his name for some reason. My middle school principal had a wart on his nose, his name was Mr. Frieze (freeze). He looked like penguin. All sorts of silly stuff like this... Do you have useless knowledge floating around in your head? And yet you may not even remember the name of your best friend's boy/girlfriend in high school? Weird, isn't it? What kind of silly things to you remember? P.S. Richard Cremeans was known by his nickname beginning with a D--in fact, his parents may even have named him that but myLot won't let me say the name he introduced himself as!
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27 Apr 09
I remember heaps of things like that. I could fill a book. lol I think we remember the important events in our life. Buying your first car is important. We remember the people who had an impact on our life. People who have not contributed are wiped from our memory. Just about every Richard is called D..k And every Robert is called Bob Don't ask me why... It's an english thing.
• United States
27 Apr 09
I never understood why people shortened lovely names like Richard and Robert, or Elizabeth and other nice names. I guess it's lazy America. I myself used to be called a short version of my name but in my mid-20's had a boss (Beverly Hutton, another bit of useless info) who insisted on calling me my full name because she said is was beautiful. To this day I use the full version and not the shortened. (Lord help you if you called her Bev!)
• Guwahati, India
27 Apr 09
Hi there, yeah, I too have similar inconsequential things taking place. So far I can remember I was still in my High School and probably in 8th standard. At that I was not the first boy in the class. It was post leisure period I guess. So not remember exactly what had happened the principal appeared from nowhere and started battering all the boys. A long stick he had and he came upon me twice. One beating was on my palm and the other was on my back. Going home when I saw the mirror to my sorrow I saw a long streak of swollen flesh. Now it is almost 20 years but I would never forget that event and the principal is a retired person now.