Thoughts on my life
written by me        

Disclaimer: I know this web page is very self-centered on my part. If you don't want to deal with that they stop reading right now. I also tend to write most of the content of this page late at night, so forgive my occational (ab)use of the English language.

Me in the past
Me in the present
Me in the future

The beginning

In the beginning there was me! Well, not quite THE beginning, but a beginning. How about we skip ahead 9 months. We all probably don't need to go over the egg and the sperm story again. If you do then go talk to your parents, teachers or friends.

I was born in Port Arthur Texas on the thirteenth of March in the 1975th year AD (Abnormal Dawn?) to my parents Tom and Janie. I arrived into this world at 5:45 in the morning. I'm sure that I wasn't too happy being woken up that early. My mom gives a different story saying it was me who woke her up. I don't believe her since I was just an innocent baby then and a baby would never wake his or her parents up at unusual hours.

Some of my first memories that I have are living in Orange Texas. That is not surprising since that's where I spent the first 4 years of my life. Too bad I don't remember much of it. I do remember the large ant hills that I use to jump on, and I also remember running home crying as my feet were being attacked by fire ants. For some odd reason, I still loved kicking those ant hills.

I also have very fond memories of my Lady. No, she was a dog silly. She had puppies one year when we still lived in Texas. I remember waking up one morning and seeing them. Boy was I confused. I had no idea where they had all come from. I wonder how my parents explained that one to me. ;)

Well, thinking of babies, my parents decided to bless my older sister and I with a baby girl. That made me a middle child with sisters on both ends. I wonder what I did so wrong in a past life. Well, it wasn't that bad. A few months after our newest member of our family arrived, we moved to Delaware.

Dela-Where?

Yes, Delaware. It's on the east coast for those of you who are looking for it on the map as I "speak." Yes, it is a state. Where are the Warner brothers when I need them.

Anyways, back to my story. My family and I moved into a nice farm house in Hockessin Delaware. No, we were not farmers, my parents just like old farm houses. It's a pretty nice location. There use to be a barn just outside of our property, a large corn field behind our house and a large field across the street. But, as all things change, the world around our house did too. Now there is a school practically in our back yard, and a development where there use to be corn. Isn't progress great. <Sigh>

Soon after arriving in Delaware, I attended one of the local kindergarten. I don't remember much of that year I'm afraid. Just little bits and pieces. A year I found myself attending first grade at St. Ann's grade school. I did manage to get out of grade school alive.

After graduating from St. Ann's, I went to Salesianum high school. It was just a few blocks from my old grade school. My biggest qualm with it was the fact that it was an all boys school. <Double sigh>

To be continued.


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