The earliest I remember of having a semblance of a bucket list was a goal list, way back when I was a kid and I was barely 11 or 12 years old.
It was a small piece of notebook paper, folded many times over. It had a few lines jotted down on it, and I had a hand me down worn wallet that dad gave me, and I tucked this in there. Dad suggested I do this, coz he said the more you see something written down, the more it grows strong in your heart and head and the more strength you will find to get it done.
I don’t recollect all of them but the main ones were: