Early Memory

One of my very early memories is about our across the street neighbor telling me that my dad had a bone in his leg.  How much younger than five I was, I don't know.  He would tell me, "Your Dad has a bone in his leg," and he would say it in such a way that it sounded like something bad and I knew there was nothing bad about my dad.

I would argue with him that my dad did NOT have a bone in his leg. Then finally I asked my dad if he had a bone in his leg and to my utter surprise, he told me that yes, indeed, he did have a bone in his leg!  Not only that, but I had one, too.  Every one has a bone in his leg.

How Mr. Straight laughed when I learned that he was telling the truth. 

Posted by: NJ on 4/27/2005 8:15:57 PM , 5 comments

Submitted by Leslie at 4/27/2005 9:13:55 PM
    What a sweet story. I can almost picture you as a wide-eyed girl of 5. :)
Submitted by Lorraine at 4/28/2005 9:20:09 PM
    Oh, that is just so cute and funny!!!
Submitted by NJ at 4/28/2005 9:41:11 PM
    I was a little kid. Little kids get fussed up over the oddest things. Mr. Straight knew that!
Submitted by Sally at 4/30/2005 8:02:24 PM
    That is so cute - do you remember anyone ever saying chant-like "you've got epidermis, you've got epidermis". Your story trigged that old, old memory.
Submitted by NJ at 4/30/2005 8:31:51 PM
    No, that's new to me, but it's a good one and very like what Mr. Straight told me.
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