The clearest early memory I can recall is when I was around the age of 3. I was playing with my aunt in the back yard on the patio. After a few minutes of playing or so she gave me a pair of brown sandals. These sandals made me unusually happy, probably because it was the first pair I had ever been given and also because I was always going outside barefoot and getting glass stuck in my feet. I kept the sandals long after I out grew them, as a memento of my aunt who passed away only a short time after she gave them to me.
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