Quotes About Memories

I don't really have any childhood memories of my dad, unfortunately, .. I was 10 years old when he passed, so my memories are kind of skewed. I don't have many memories of my childhood, period.

My dad gave $3 and a chicken for the first guitar I had.

My mum and dad are pretty amazing chefs and they spent most of my childhood cooking really extravagant things for my sister and me.

Going to the theater is such a joyous experience. My dad would take my sister and me to plays when we were very young, like six or seven years old.

Growing up, Santa Claus would cover the presents with a white blanket, so when we'd wake up Christmas morning, we had to wait for my dad to do the big reveal of all the presents Santa brought.

My greatest memories as a kid were playing sports with my dad and watching sports with my dad.

My valentine is always my dad.

Bowie's been a huge influence on me. I remember early on, my dad pulling out the 'Diamond Dogs' album, and the cover alone just grabbed my attention. I think I was probably around 12.

Some of my best memories are sitting on my dad's lap, cheering on Olga and Nadia, Carl Lewis and others for their brilliance and perfection.

My dad was the funniest guy I ever knew.

My dad bought me a guitar and people would ask me to play.

Our dad played us a lot of old country songs by The Carter Family and he would sing along to it. I loved listening to him sing.

My dad was a musician and I traveled around with him, so it was something that I knew

Losing dad (Bobby Bonds) was the worst thing in the world.

My mother and dad played the fiddle and the guitar.

I may not be the best dad but I taught my son how to get free samples at the mall.

Between my mom and dad, I would hear a lot of Earth, Wind, and Fire. My mom loved Chaka Khan, so that was on in the car a lot.

I didn't want to see them lower him into the ground in the spot he'd picked out with his dad, and I didn't want to see his parents sink to their knees in the dew-wet grass and moan in pain.

I lived in Texas for 10 years. There were a lot of people chewing, including my dad.

Dad bought me a toy drum one Christmas and I eventually destroyed it. I wanted a real drum and he bought me a snare drum. Dad continued to buy me one drum after the other.

My mom and dad would take me all over. One night we'd be at the Apollo watching James Brown, and then I'd be at the Joffrey Ballet. It was that kind of scene.

Dad always says that I could sing before I could talk

It seems to me that I have always existed and that I possess memories that date back to the Pharaohs.

I can see her lying back in her faded dress in a room where do what you don't confess.