{"id":637,"date":"2007-04-16T07:16:53","date_gmt":"2007-04-16T12:16:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/?p=637"},"modified":"2022-01-02T07:38:23","modified_gmt":"2022-01-02T12:38:23","slug":"precious-memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/?p=637","title":{"rendered":"Precious Memories"},"content":{"rendered":"

Precious memories, how they linger
\nHow they ever flood my soul
\nIn the stillness of the midnight
\nPrecious sacred scenes unfold<\/p>\n

–from the gospel hymn “Precious Memories”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Among the idle thoughts that rattled around in my brain driving back and forth to Birmingham this weekend was my earliest memory.<\/p>\n

It must have been sometime in early to mid-1963 when I was around 18-20 months old. It’s the middle of the night and I’m waking up fussing and crying in my crib. I look up and my mother is standing over me, her hair matted and her eyes half-closed, and she hands me a baby bottle filled with Coca-Cola which I eagerly grab and begin to suckle vigorously like a new-born piglet on his mother’s teat.<\/p>\n

I can hear the chorus of “So that<\/em> explains it,” echoing throughout the blogosphere. It might also explain why I always start to suck my thumb anytime I walk by a display case full of Coke products at the local Wal-Mart. Now you can bet that my mother didn’t pick up that little trick by reading Dr. Spock. She was probably just winging it the way any mother would who was desperate for a little sleep and would do just about anything to get it. Perhaps some of you can relate.<\/p>\n

Still, it’s an odd little event to mark the first awareness of one’s existence, but it is what it is. And I’m betting that it’s not half as strange as some of yours.<\/p>\n

Anybody else care to share their own “precious” first memory?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Precious memories, how they linger How they ever flood my soul In the stillness of the midnight Precious sacred scenes unfold –from the gospel hymn “Precious Memories” Among the idle thoughts that rattled around in my…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[48,44,54],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-637","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-family","category-humor","category-nostalgia"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/637","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=637"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/637\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9630,"href":"https:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/637\/revisions\/9630"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=637"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=637"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ocularfusion.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=637"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}