The first thing I can remember is rolling down the stairs in my excersaucer when I was less than 1 year old. I remember rolling down the last couple of stairs, looking out the door to the garage, and crying. And while you might think that sets up a rough childhood, it’s really one of the only bad memories I carry with me about being a kid.
I remember pulling up in our driveway when I was around 3 or 4, and my mom was telling me how to spell “cat“. My sister was holding our first cat in her arms at the top of the stairs. Turned out to be first of many. At one time in our house we had nine cats! Being a father now, I’m unsure of how my dad put up with that many animals at one time (we also had a hamster). One cat is enough for me now. But my father must have really enjoyed watching us interact with them though. I spent a lot of time in the living room, spinning around with a mouse-toy on a string, the cats all leaping up around me. Very fun :) My dad called it a “cat ballet”. Good times.
(I have a couple more cat stories. Bear with me.)
The cats seemed to really like me, for whatever reason. One day I remember going into my room and finding a dead mole on my bed.
They also enjoyed the time that my dad and I gave them a chicken leg from KFC. You’d think that all the cats would have at it, but only my cat, Smokey, got to it. She growled at any other cat that got near her while she was eating, and all the other cats stood back until she was done. Was pretty impressed, because she had never acted like that before.
(As I’m writing this, my wife is petitioning me for another kitten.)
My mom told me that I used to play on a computer when I was very young, and that when it was taken away I would cry, “My ‘puter! My ‘puter!” Apparently my love of technology goes back earlier than I remember. :) My first recollection of any kind of technology was playing a chess game on a computer that took cartridges. Later we owned an Atari, and played that quite a bit as well. I wasn’t the kind of kid who ran around outdoors a lot growing up. I preferred to stay inside and figure out the latest video game. When the first Nintendo came out, I remember staying inside at a friend’s house to play Mario Brothers while the other kids were outside playing tag or something. Nowadays, I can watch a video on Youtube on how to beat that game in less that 5 minutes. Crazy. 7-year old me would probably get a kick that 31-year old me still enjoys the occasional video game. Overall, they’ve been a pretty good hobby.
