Memory: I lived in Denver at the time, and stepped off of our house porch and fell into 3 feet (well over my head) of snow. I remember the panic and the fear that set in, and this was my very first experience with snow.
I still hate snow, I hate cold weather, and I can't stand small spaces or feeling like I'm buried or even underwater.
My most memorable earliest memory was when I was in great fear too. According to our earliest memories, it is interesting how some people tend to remember the times when they were in great distress more than pleasant scenes.
