Earliest Childhood Memory

My earliest childhood memory. I’m not sure why I was wondering about this, but here it is!

I believe I was 2 or 3 years old when I was riding in my aunt’s car with both of her kids, my cousins, and my grandmother. We were going through the Salt River Canyon in Arizona at night, during a rainstorm, when there was a boulder in the road that caused my aunt to swerve and the car ended up on the road, upside down.

I remember this because I wasn’t in a car seat, in all honesty, I’m not sure anybody used them back then, but I wasn’t even buckled in. I was actually riding in the front seat on my grandmother’s lap.

Only my older cousin with us at the time had any injuries that I’m aware of. She got some glass in her face from a broken window. I remember us crawling out of the car through the back broken window and waiting with a good samaritan while waiting for emergency services to arrive.

That’s about all I remember. I know from the stories about it later that we were very lucky we didn’t go over the cliff on the right side of the road vs staying in the road as we would have all been killed. The other thing that was very fortunate was that no large semi trucks were coming down from the opposite direction at this time, as they would have easily hit us when they got to this blind corner.