As I started to become more social in high school, I spent less time at the tree fort and so did Chris Shea. The fort began to fall into disrepair.

One day I was playing video games with some people at my house. I know for sure that Kevin and Jimmy Territo were there; I can't remember who else was there.

Anyway Kevin heard some screaming coming from the fort and saw that someone had fallen off the fort. There were two kids and the one that was not hurt was asking Kevin to call 911. Kevin asked what happened and apparently, the kid had climbed to the fourth story of the fort and started destroying it. I think Kevin was tempted to not give them the phe.

911 was called and the ambulance arrived shortly thereafter. My parents were out and when they came home there was an ambulance in the driveway. They were freaked out but probably relieved that neither of their kids were hurt. The funny thing is that I didn't even realize any of this was happening. I was just in my own merry . . . Read More..

Once I went a date with someone named Shannon. I told myself that I was going to be more bold than in previous dates. So, on the way into the movie theatre, I grabbed her hand.

I could tell that she didn't like it because she suggested instead that I give her a piggy back ride. So I did. Awkward.

Nothing ever came of that date. Thank God :)

One of the most fun group games I used to play while growing up in middle school was bomberman for the SNES. This was one of the few games out there that 4 people could simultaneously play together. You had to get a special adapter to play it and my brother and I would rent it at Video Gamer on the way to my cousins Noel and Kevins's house.

We were all the greatest Pals in the world and we would stay up all night playing this together. We would buy Jolt cola and get hyper from it.

On many occasions my Uncle Kirt would come in fuming from lack of sleep because we just could not contain the fun and excitement.

Many times when I was around that age I would envision all 4 of us living in a mansion together and playing video games. But somehow all of us chose women instead of each other. In theory that would have been a unique friendship of 4 cousins living together.

I truly miss playing video games with those three. We seriously need to do that, but now Kevin is in . . . Read More..

I remember back when I was the first one to drive and I could drive to Dan and Dave's house by myself for the first time. We used to all be in my mom's 1991 Blazer which I called the Tijuana Taxi. One time we were driving down the road that Waterford Mott is on.

At the intersection where there is a gas station and an ice cream store we were stopped and someone wanted to turn right out of the gas station. I think I was blocking them or something.

Anyway, Kevin or Dave gave the driver the middle finger, unbeknownst to me. I turned right and got stopped at the next traffic light. I had the windows rolled down and I was off in my own world listening to Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass.

Just before I turned left there was much excitement in the car. They told me that the guy pulled up behind me and got out of his car. He walked up to my car and yelled at Dave and Kevin through the open window. Somehow, I was unaware of the whole thing!

When I was seven years old my sweet mother had high hopes that I would become an accomplished pianist. Because I had a willful, lazy side to my personality, I thought practicing the piano was pure drugery and no fun at all. My goal at that time in my life was to have all the fun that I could. when I sat on the piano bench, thirty minutes of practicing seemed like forever.
Every Tuesday after school, I went to church with children ranging from ages three to twelve. First we had music time and then we divided up in age groups and went to classrooms for a Suday school type lesson.
The music leader thought that it would be nice to have a child perform some kind of talent after our singing time each week. So my sweet mother promptly volunteered me. She thought it would be the perfect way to motivate me to practice. When I saw the music sheet that the music leader had given my mother, I was more determined than ever not to practice. It looked way too hard to me. And whenerver I . . . Read More..