Along with everyone else, I have loved reading these stories.
My mother loved telling this story on my brother: she was cleaning out his dresser drawers one day and found wrapped up in a napkin a bunch of bones from salmon (the canned variety). When she asked him why he had them, he told her he was going to plant them and grow more fish for us.
Mine: When I was about 5 we went to Tulsa to visit relatives for Christmas. Being from Houston, we were not familiar with snow and ice. The day we got there a snow storm was predicted for that night. Sure enough it did snow and my brother, sister, and I were so excited the next morning about getting to go outside and play in it. Then my grandmother came through with a big box of salt and announced that she was going to go out and melt the snow and ice. I can remember how upset we kids got; we thought she was going out to melt ALL the snow; she meant she was going to melt it off the front porch, steps, and sidewalk. But we all starting crying and begging her not to until we got dressed and went out to play in it.
Also, I remember watching The Roy Rogers Show on television which was filmed in sepia colors and thinking that everything "out West" was all reddish-brown with no green or other colors!