My earliest memories are from when my sister was born. I was 2 years and 13 months old. While my mother was giving birth, my brother and I stayed with my aunt and uncle and cousins. Unfortunately, all of us children came down with conjunctivitis (pink eye). I remember sitting on my aunt’s kitchen counter and having cold boric acid swabbed on my eyes to remove the crusty stuff on my eyes. I hated it and whined but didn’t cry. I hated the fact that I couldn’t open my eyes and I hated the cold water on my face. My brother, who was only 10 months old, was screaming something fierce.
My next memory is a few weeks after that when I was outside playing by myself. Our neighbor came passing through our yard to get to the other neighbor’s house. She stopped to ask me about the new baby and I told her the baby’s eyes were changing color and we thought they would be brown. These are my earliest memories.