Well, I think I do.

At this time of year I am reminded of what I always credit as my first memory.

I can’t say for sure that it was actually November 22, 1963 but at some point within the few days that followed, I was sitting on my dad’s lap in his recliner in our den. We were watching a news report of President Kennedy’s death. I don’t remember any words, but I distinctly remember my dad pulling me just a little closer and his feeling of great sadness.

Can you pinpoint your earliest memory?