So I wanted to take the initiative for Susan to meet my grandma early,
because if I didnt organize some kind of meeting I was thinking that
she would never get to meet her before our wedding.



See my grandma lives all the way down in Naples Florida, and I know my
Grandma Renne cannot travel to come see our wedding this upcoming
February.



So I found some dirt cheap plane tickets and bought them.  As the trip
got closer and closer my parents had some heated discussions with me
about how I need to rent a car.  But the prices were more than my plane
ride and I refused to pay 450 dollars for a damn rental car.



So we flew out there with no rental, but I organized a nice car to pick us up.  It was 50 bucks to get to grandmas house.



I think once we got there, we immediately went to the beach and took
some of our first pictures.  I think Susan was already in love with
Florida. She had been down here in the past for spring break, but never
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I don't remember much about this day. What I do remember is that my Dad let me drive his Suburban. I drove through Chestnut Hills and on to Maybee Road headed towards Dixie Highway. I probably drove to Todd Bauer's house. I remember as I was turning onto Maybee that I just had this incredible feeling of independence. It is a feeling like nothing I have felt before or since. It was genuinely a rite of passage for me. It's funny how you just want to grow up when you are young and be independent but then as you get older you wish you had less obligations and that someone could take care of your needs. As I drove out of my subdivision I was making the transition from my youth to adulthood.

So I decided to pick up some tickets randomly to go to Cedar point with Susan in the summer of 05 I think.

One the way there, I remember we hit a bunch of traffic on the Sandusky exit and luckily I packed some whopping good bagel sandwiches so that we didnt have to starve to death.


I tried to get Susan to ride the Mellenium Force that day, but she
refused. Somehow I convinced her to ride the Magnum with me and she
was scared shitless.


Another random thing I remember was that I bought my famous Cowboy hat there. See my Easter memory. Keyword "Easter" in your memorycrawler search.

It was kind of cold that day, so it looks like Susan didnt come prepared and had to borrow my Italia jacket sweater.

I am sure you will think we both look like crap in the photos, but when you are riding rollercoasters, your hair never looks good.

I think the last ride of the night before we left was these Power towers. It was a total adrenaline rush!

Finally as we were leaving, I attempted to win a . . . Read More..

Sometime after my first trip to China.  Maybe a few days later, I immediately had a business trip out to San Diego for training while working at Compuware.

I was living in Ann Arbor at the time and had not been back there for like a month straight.  

So I fly out there and it was such a long flight!  Even though I just had ridden at least 18 hours from China, 5 hours seemed very long to me to travel within my own country.

I get there on a Sunday afternoon and I swear I didnt even get settled into my hotel.  I think I immediately took my rental car out and around the city until I found a good spot to park and start rollerblading.  I was rollerblading all around Mission Bay and the board walk in San Diego and having a really good time enjoying the atmosphere.  I had some people take some photos of me as the sun set.  And I just was really appreciating such a beautiful new city that I have never been to.  I went to a crab shack and had some . . . Read More..

From (Growing up Through Elementary School) Original Memory Interview Question

His Response:

My First memory ever was at the greatest place on earth. Disneyland!

I obviously dont remember everything from it. But I do remember being at a parade at night.

I dont know why this sticks out to me as the earliest memory I have in life, but for some reason it feels the faintest and oldest one I have.

This could have been when we went to Florida and my grandpa Renne first met me. This was in 1983. It was either on this trip of the one in 1985 when I had my first memory.

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