FIVE BOYS: Spielberg, Washington, Cruise, Woods, and Trump

Okay... an earliest memory is as characteristic for the owner as the sound of that person's voice and the shape of his or her handwriting! If you doubt it, look at the five memories below and see how easily you can match each with its owner. Make your selections by using the polls to the right of this post (note: Polls are now closed. Bloggers correctly matched Donald Trump and Tiger Woods with their earliest memories; however, not everyone was able to correctly match the other three memories to their rightful owners - but good try and thanks for voting!). Start with the obvious matches and then use what you know to figure out the rest. And guess what? Your earliest memories are just as telling.

(1.) One time when I was a child I thought I saw an angel. I woke up one night, and it had wings and kinda looked like my sister. I walked over to the door and opened the door so some light could come into the room, and it sort of faded away. I asked my mother about it, and she said it was probably my Guardian Angel. So I’ve always felt protected. It was as real as you are in front of me now; that’s the God’s honest truth.

(2.) As a kid, I was making a building with blocks in our playroom. I didn’t have enough. So I asked my younger brother, Robert, if I could borrow some of his. He said, “Okay, but you have to give them back when you’re done.” I used all of my blocks, then all of his blocks, and when I was done I had a great building, which I then glued together. Robert never did get those blocks back.

(3.) I remember when I was about four years old, and I played in a pitch, putt and drive for little peewees. It was a 10-and-under deal, and I finished 2nd. I just remember the trophy being as tall as me. I thought it was the coolest thing ever that you’d get a prize that was as tall as you and big as you.

(4.) My father took me on a two-hour drive to go skiing in the hills outside Ottawa. I was hungry, and he refused to stop to let me buy a snack. He told me to eat imaginary food. We then spent a long time making and then eating a make-believe sandwich, complete with soda and chips.

(5.) My dad took me out to see a meteor shower when I was a little kid, and it was scary for me because he woke me up in the middle of the night. My heart was beating; I didn’t know what he wanted to do. He wouldn’t tell me, and he put me in the car and we went off, and I saw all these people lying on blankets, looking up at the sky. And my dad spread out a blanket. We lay down and looked at the sky, and I saw for the first time all these meteors. But what didn’t scare me, but was very soothing, was watching this cosmic meteor shower. And I think from that moment on, I never looked at the sky and thought it was a bad place.