My Earliest Memory

The Old Fire Station, Church Lane, Lincoln

My earliest memory is that of a trip to the local fire station about three blocks from where my parents and I were living on the east side of Dayton, Ohio. It was a cold day and I remember being dressed warmly by my parents for the trek.

For some reason, I was bound and determined I was going to drive one of the vehicles. I was about 2 and when we got there it was great. I remember the white ambulance most of all.

But that is about all that I remember of the trip.

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Jim Kane

I am a hubby to my wife of over 30 years, dad to two university students, caregiver to his mom, a minister, cat dad to Hanna who we adopted from our local animal shelter, a life-long aviation fan, and a reader and blogger. I began this blog in 2008 and post my book reviews, messages to my congregation, prayers, and other things as well. Thank you for stopping by!

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  1. My earliest memory was when I was 2, also! That year we lived in the tiny village of Bonnville, IL, near Champaign-Urbana, and I remember walking to the post office with my mom.

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