Who am I? I am a middle child of three. I grew up in a middle-class family, and have lived in the same town all my life.
What I have been told, and what I remember is that I was a rather curious, spunky, and mischievous child. I don’t remember ever being bored with life during my very young years. I was always out there looking for fun and excitement much to my parent’s dismay.
One of my first memories was when I was about four or five, we lived in the upstairs of an apartment house close to downtown. My mom had to go to the basement to do laundry. The other tenant’s son who lived downstairs from us had rabbits which he kept in the basement. Well, you got it, they stunk. My mom would complain to me because I was usually with her as not to get into trouble, and she would complain that she didn’t appreciate those rabbits being down there. So, being the cooperative child that I was, when no one was around I went down to the basement and let them all out. I don’t remember how many there were, but it seemed to be excessive. I must have had a reputation because while sitting on the steps out front of the house with one of my friends, the owner of the rabbits, sought me out and scared the crap out of me. For some reason, he just knew that I had to be responsible for this. Imagine that.