The flood

I remember looking over a wall and seeing water gushing under a door. People were trying to push blankets and pillows into the crack to stop the water.

Later I asked my mother what it could mean, and she said that when I was three months old there was a flood.

My twin brother and I were put on the kitchen table to be minded by my older sister. The wall I remember seeing must have been the edge of the table.

[This memory was originally submitted on Monday, December 14, 1998 at 08:22:43 (PST) to the Exploratorium Earliest Memory Website, which ceased accepting input in 2000. See www.exploratorium.edu/memory/earlymemory/memoryform.html for some of the submissions.]

Posted By: Stan No Last Name

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