My first memory as a person is from the day my brothers were born. It isn't very big but it is kind of cool. I remember being at home with my grandparents while my parents were at the hospital. After they had been born we got a call saying we could come see them. All I remember is standing in front of our mirror/hat rack with my Papa. I was putting on a hat because that is what he was doing. I know he was standing behind me. I even remember the shirt he was wearing. That is the last thing I remember.
What is your first memory?
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